Bad Day
Today totally and utterly sucks..! lol At least it does so far, and it is now 10.15am. Great start to the day. And it is even payday today... not that it helps me much. I make about 13,000 a month, but apparently - according to my online banking - my expenses for the month totals just over 18,000. Yeah, I am in seriously deep shit, people! Pardon my French. ;o) I am hoping my bank has made a mistake, so that I won't be in such debt.. that would be nice.
Actually... I'm hoping that I get a new job. Another job, where I don't have to deal with f***ing customers all day, or be virtually tied to the phone for 5 hours a day. Another job that will pay me more than this one does would be nice. I'm seriously now getting agitated and angry when I get calls in. Maybe it's just today that I feel this more than other days, but still... this is not what I want to be doing. I'm supposed to be a secretary or something like that. So that I can go to the office and know that the only calls I'll be taking are ones I want to be taking, not ones that I have to take because that's what the job consists of. And when I am like this, I'm pretty sure the fact that I am annoyed and absolutely weary, can be heard over the phone. It's just that I am soo sick of explaining such simple things to incredibly stupid people, and taking all their anger and whatnot when they call and scream down the phone because I am the first real human they've reached. It totally drags you down, even if you can't feel it right away. It's not fun or nice to go to work... it's just a total pain in the arse getting up in the morning, knowing you have to go to a job that you're really not that fond of. If I wasn't such a goodie-two-shoes, I'd have called in sick on days like these, or handed in my resignation. But I am so goddamn nice that I don't, because I'll feel guilty that I am doing something "illegal" to this stupid job. I am so fed up and so tired, it feels like I could sleep for an entire day. And believe me, in the weekends I usually do. Like last Saturday... I was awake every now and then, but I wasn't out of bed until 3.30pm. And when you wake up at that hour, there's really nothing to do except padding over to the sofa and set up camp there until it's time to go to bed again. Some weekends, I don't see the outside at all... except through the windows, that is. :o) Just wish my husband was there with me to keep me company...
Actually... I'm hoping that I get a new job. Another job, where I don't have to deal with f***ing customers all day, or be virtually tied to the phone for 5 hours a day. Another job that will pay me more than this one does would be nice. I'm seriously now getting agitated and angry when I get calls in. Maybe it's just today that I feel this more than other days, but still... this is not what I want to be doing. I'm supposed to be a secretary or something like that. So that I can go to the office and know that the only calls I'll be taking are ones I want to be taking, not ones that I have to take because that's what the job consists of. And when I am like this, I'm pretty sure the fact that I am annoyed and absolutely weary, can be heard over the phone. It's just that I am soo sick of explaining such simple things to incredibly stupid people, and taking all their anger and whatnot when they call and scream down the phone because I am the first real human they've reached. It totally drags you down, even if you can't feel it right away. It's not fun or nice to go to work... it's just a total pain in the arse getting up in the morning, knowing you have to go to a job that you're really not that fond of. If I wasn't such a goodie-two-shoes, I'd have called in sick on days like these, or handed in my resignation. But I am so goddamn nice that I don't, because I'll feel guilty that I am doing something "illegal" to this stupid job. I am so fed up and so tired, it feels like I could sleep for an entire day. And believe me, in the weekends I usually do. Like last Saturday... I was awake every now and then, but I wasn't out of bed until 3.30pm. And when you wake up at that hour, there's really nothing to do except padding over to the sofa and set up camp there until it's time to go to bed again. Some weekends, I don't see the outside at all... except through the windows, that is. :o) Just wish my husband was there with me to keep me company...
posted by Lady Lovelylocks at 10:18 AM
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