I think some part of me is broken or just masochistic.
Considering how frequent I curse and complain on Twitter about how much my work sucks, guess who is insane enough to agree to extending ONE ENTIRE YEAR OF MY LIFE to this hellhole? This crazy person here, typing away, that is.
Seriously, I’m getting burned out and feeling frustrated and stressed by the huge steaming piles of dog shit disguised as work. Especially after my long break away from work – do you know how I almost wanted to flip all the tables in my vicinity when I stepped into work on Tuesday morning and I saw the amount of work waiting for me after my extended weekend?
It’s not that my co-worker didn’t do shit when I was around, au contraire, I don’t know how I’d survive if he wasn’t around actually, but it’s just so goddamn frustrating when people submit their things late and then start chasing you for status updates and asking you to expedite their requests or just being generally unhelpful. It’s not my fault you waited till the last possible minute to hand in your submission because you had three months. It’s like December holidays and homework, and the naughty kids who think that their teacher will be lenient enough to forget about the homework. Fuck no, ain’t no soft hearted teachers here, just a very short-tempered bitch hiding her frustration behind passive-aggressive niceties.