It certainly sucked like a Monday. I don't mind working hard. I don't mind chaos. I don't even mind working with assholes. What I do mind is working for managers who spend so much time tearaing their hair out screaming about how busy they are that they never actually get *anything* done
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I hope the week has fewer Mondays for you. For us all really.
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Still Monday, too! *grin*
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I will admit that a few times I have been that manager who's tearing her hair out and spending more time fretting over what all I have to do rather than starting...but sometimes, there is just so much to do that it is completely overwhelming. I have learned better ways to deal now though.
Hooray for chips! And Wednesdays, as they mean the week's half gone!
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Awww, but you'd do the hair tearing thing in an American accent though, so I'd find you entertaining rather than annoying!
The chips were very good. As was the doner meat. Some of which I'm going to have for tea now! Yum!
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You had me rolling in hysterical laughter with the "wondering"!!! Maybe I should go take a wonder now, so no one can find me... Mwahahahaha! ;)
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Luckily, they are tears of hysterical laughter. I hate the wondering/wandering thing so much that I reread a fic of mine obsessivly for that distinction just recently. *grins*
But the alarmed door... that led to tears. *tears*
Poor door. Poor poor door... *snickers helplessly*
And it's not drugs, it's an utter lack of sleep on my end! Bwahahahaha.
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The wandering/wondering thing drives me up the wall too. But not as much as the your/you're thing...that one makes my teeth itch.
And who needs drugs when you can be like this just from being up til 4am every night? Beats having to meet some black guy in a hat in a dodgy part of town... *grin*
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