117 Emails!?! Piss Off!!!
(insert sarcastic voice here)
Are they sweet or what?
Honestly I don't mind doing some work from home - I feel kind of lost without it, and it's not so bad when you can sit around in your skivies doing your job, you know?
But hot damn! I can't keep up with the emails! Over the last 2.5 days I've received 117 emails (I counted) and not one of those was junk or spam related. And these people all know that I'm out sick! Sheesh!
I'm actually feeling a little overwhelmed about work right now. It seems like I just can't get ahead for some reason, and surprisingly I've been working harder than usual. Now how does that work?
It's weird - on the one hand I am terrified to leave work in May. Terrified to be replaced, terrified to not have my place at my company, terrified that the "newbie" will totally take over my roll and do a better job.
But I have to say - more and more often I'm just a little relieved that I'll be away from all the drama, away from all the problem clients, and away from all the little gossipy-backstabbers that every company comes equipped with.
I go back and forth - bawling because I have to go, then bawling because I can't leave soon enough. I'm like one giant tear.
But it's after 117 emails that I'm on my "leaving for a bit to catch a work breather might not be so bad" kick.
Tomorrow is gonna blow.
But at least I have this uber-sexy, pack a day since I was 6, bar-hopping, 65 year old cougar in tight leather pants and a zip-up, satin shirt voice to sex myself up with. I'm hoping to distract everyone from all the work I have waiting for me with all that and a pregnant belly.