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Jul. 29th, 2004 07:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
phineasjonesman. i got up extra early this morning, specifically for the purpose of catching up on my e-mail. i haven't quite, but it's better than it was. i can never have a fulltime, permanent job in which i can't e-mail all day. i'll go insane. because this textslash thing, while fabulous, is not sustainable. it takes time and effort on my part and while it's absolutely worth it, i won't be able to keep it up much longer.
lack of e-mail also leads me to do silly things. like download ringtones to my phone. ok, i only got one yesterday, but it's a horrifically tinny version of may it be from fotr. really, it's shameful. if i hadn't been bored and unable to e-mail, i never would have gone looking for it. see?
i am going to wear a questionable outfit to work today. it's almost conservative looking - a black button-down shirt, grey a-line skirt that comes just below the knee, black heels. the thing is that the skirt has a slit up the middle of the front and back that comes up mid-thigh - even a little higher when i'm sitting. and i have no intention of wearing hose. this requires some fancy arranging and bunching when i sit down. and i'm thinking... to avoid pantyline, i may wear a thong (tmi? what's that?). which may all lead to me feeling rather exposed. but it's such a cute outfit. i might as well at least feel cute while i sit through hours and hours of tedium.
i can just tell... i'm a little sleep deprived and feeling edgy. it won't take much to push me over today. i wouldn't mind it if when i snapped i were inclined to yell at people and tell them where to shove it - those people in my office need a bit of that. sadly, i'm much more inclined to burst into tears or something pathetic like that.
see, the thing is, i continue to make little mistakes here and there on this job. it's almost impossible not to, there's so much little detail and no one's ever taken the time to explain to me what it all means. but when i screw something up, people tend to have this eye-rolly thing - maybe one of these days she'll finally get it. especially C, i'm pretty sure she thinks i'm stupid. the thing is though, that they all screw up all the frickin time. half of what i do is fix their screw ups. the other day, C handed me an order for shares in heinz. which i later had to cancel because she hadn't meant to order heinz at all, she had been talking to someone about heinz while writing an order for something else. and she's the frickin broker. but i'm the dumb one because i haven't figured out which address to put on the check when so and so is paying so and so's tuition from their money market? whatthefuckever. i hate this job.
lack of e-mail also leads me to do silly things. like download ringtones to my phone. ok, i only got one yesterday, but it's a horrifically tinny version of may it be from fotr. really, it's shameful. if i hadn't been bored and unable to e-mail, i never would have gone looking for it. see?
i am going to wear a questionable outfit to work today. it's almost conservative looking - a black button-down shirt, grey a-line skirt that comes just below the knee, black heels. the thing is that the skirt has a slit up the middle of the front and back that comes up mid-thigh - even a little higher when i'm sitting. and i have no intention of wearing hose. this requires some fancy arranging and bunching when i sit down. and i'm thinking... to avoid pantyline, i may wear a thong (tmi? what's that?). which may all lead to me feeling rather exposed. but it's such a cute outfit. i might as well at least feel cute while i sit through hours and hours of tedium.
i can just tell... i'm a little sleep deprived and feeling edgy. it won't take much to push me over today. i wouldn't mind it if when i snapped i were inclined to yell at people and tell them where to shove it - those people in my office need a bit of that. sadly, i'm much more inclined to burst into tears or something pathetic like that.
see, the thing is, i continue to make little mistakes here and there on this job. it's almost impossible not to, there's so much little detail and no one's ever taken the time to explain to me what it all means. but when i screw something up, people tend to have this eye-rolly thing - maybe one of these days she'll finally get it. especially C, i'm pretty sure she thinks i'm stupid. the thing is though, that they all screw up all the frickin time. half of what i do is fix their screw ups. the other day, C handed me an order for shares in heinz. which i later had to cancel because she hadn't meant to order heinz at all, she had been talking to someone about heinz while writing an order for something else. and she's the frickin broker. but i'm the dumb one because i haven't figured out which address to put on the check when so and so is paying so and so's tuition from their money market? whatthefuckever. i hate this job.
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Date: 2004-07-29 07:40 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-07-29 11:25 am (UTC)It is fabulous and you're doing a great job with it. But I understand that it can be a lot of effort.
Just wanted you to know that the ts challenge is one of the fun parts of my day -- reading all the funny/amazing responses, voting for my favorites and oh, yeah, wracking my brain to come up with responses is fun too.