Tis the Season...
Dec. 16th, 2004 07:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shadowkatTo be grumpy. Usually I get out of NYC during the holiday season, for lots of reasons, not the least being that the city gets overly crowded. But twas not to be this round - outside, of hopefully, god willing, I get out the 24th and
fly back the 26th, I'm stuck here. Just gone long enough to spend Xmas day with my family in South Carolina.
Shouldn't complain though - last year around this time - I was unemployed and
worrying about my health. Now, I'm just harried, tired, and wishing it was 2005 already. 2004 has worn on long enough, methinks. I'm sick of it.
Also the holiday season seems to bring out the best and worste in people.
Everyone is stressed. Everyone is crazy.
Hard week.
Subways have been wonky all week long. Delays on the F. This morning, I got up fifteen minutes early - in order to catch the 7:30 am train. Was it there? Nope. Ended up waiting until ten til 8, my normal time. Oh well, at least I wasn't late to work. Work? Harried. Too much to do, too little time. I'm already two days behind. And in my job, you can't let things pile up.
You *REALLY* can't. Spent most of the morning trying to figure out the financials on a contract - this involved analyzing spreadsheets, speaking with the accounting department, and the project manager - then creating wording that reflected the financial changes. I got it done. But not without a lot of annoying little misteps. In between all of this, one of the secretaries almost murdered me. She had changed the tabs on our typewriter two weeks ago. Never changed them back. Forgot about it. My boss attempted to fix the problem, made it worse. Asked me who messed with the tabs. I told her. She went to get the secretary - who screamed and yelled and cursed while fixing it - saying she
didn't do it and didn't appreciate being accused of something she didn't do. The whole time they are arguing away behind me, I'm attempting to have a phone conversation with a finance guy whose taken today off to do some shopping and called me from his cell to work out the specs on the agreement. Feeling guilty that the secretary was blaming my boss for everything, I told her to blame me (bad idea) that I remembered she'd changed the margins or tabs a few weeks back and the typewriter had been wonky since. Ever since that happened, the girl has given me the evil eye. (I know she's a woman, she has a kid and a husband, but honestly - she has the maturity level of a ten year old.) IF she doesn't get past this, I will worry about her child. Sigh. People. There are days I just want to kick them.
Looking forward to this weekend. It'll be one of vegging. Just Me, DVDS, food, maybe some cleaning. First non-social weekend in weeks, with both Wales and cjlasky out of town. Wales may be visiting her on-again/off-again boyfriend. They break up every six months only to get back together again. Every six months, she'll call me, heartbroken, stating it's official, it's over. Then about two months later, she's telling me that she's visiting him again. I've sort of gotten used to it. Like rain-fall.
Almost feel guilty about this weekend off. Like I should be out at a Xmas party or something. Next weekend is travel, parents, xmas stuff. Flight out at 8am on Friday. Flight back at 6:50 pm on Sunday. Then work early on Monday. Don't know about anyone else, but I may just sleep through New Year's.
Oh, thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ann1962 for the santa hat to my icon. Speaking of icons. I have a challenge/favor to ask of anyone who reads this and likes to make icons - can you make me a new, innovative, non-fan related icon? No flashing words or flipping scenes. Easy to download. And that you think fits the personality of this journal. I'm desperately in need of a new one.
Ps: What is Firefox?redredshoes and oyceter have both mentioned it now. Is it a new fancy web browser service like msn.com?
fly back the 26th, I'm stuck here. Just gone long enough to spend Xmas day with my family in South Carolina.
Shouldn't complain though - last year around this time - I was unemployed and
worrying about my health. Now, I'm just harried, tired, and wishing it was 2005 already. 2004 has worn on long enough, methinks. I'm sick of it.
Also the holiday season seems to bring out the best and worste in people.
Everyone is stressed. Everyone is crazy.
Hard week.
Subways have been wonky all week long. Delays on the F. This morning, I got up fifteen minutes early - in order to catch the 7:30 am train. Was it there? Nope. Ended up waiting until ten til 8, my normal time. Oh well, at least I wasn't late to work. Work? Harried. Too much to do, too little time. I'm already two days behind. And in my job, you can't let things pile up.
You *REALLY* can't. Spent most of the morning trying to figure out the financials on a contract - this involved analyzing spreadsheets, speaking with the accounting department, and the project manager - then creating wording that reflected the financial changes. I got it done. But not without a lot of annoying little misteps. In between all of this, one of the secretaries almost murdered me. She had changed the tabs on our typewriter two weeks ago. Never changed them back. Forgot about it. My boss attempted to fix the problem, made it worse. Asked me who messed with the tabs. I told her. She went to get the secretary - who screamed and yelled and cursed while fixing it - saying she
didn't do it and didn't appreciate being accused of something she didn't do. The whole time they are arguing away behind me, I'm attempting to have a phone conversation with a finance guy whose taken today off to do some shopping and called me from his cell to work out the specs on the agreement. Feeling guilty that the secretary was blaming my boss for everything, I told her to blame me (bad idea) that I remembered she'd changed the margins or tabs a few weeks back and the typewriter had been wonky since. Ever since that happened, the girl has given me the evil eye. (I know she's a woman, she has a kid and a husband, but honestly - she has the maturity level of a ten year old.) IF she doesn't get past this, I will worry about her child. Sigh. People. There are days I just want to kick them.
Looking forward to this weekend. It'll be one of vegging. Just Me, DVDS, food, maybe some cleaning. First non-social weekend in weeks, with both Wales and cjlasky out of town. Wales may be visiting her on-again/off-again boyfriend. They break up every six months only to get back together again. Every six months, she'll call me, heartbroken, stating it's official, it's over. Then about two months later, she's telling me that she's visiting him again. I've sort of gotten used to it. Like rain-fall.
Almost feel guilty about this weekend off. Like I should be out at a Xmas party or something. Next weekend is travel, parents, xmas stuff. Flight out at 8am on Friday. Flight back at 6:50 pm on Sunday. Then work early on Monday. Don't know about anyone else, but I may just sleep through New Year's.
Oh, thanks to
ann1962 for the santa hat to my icon. Speaking of icons. I have a challenge/favor to ask of anyone who reads this and likes to make icons - can you make me a new, innovative, non-fan related icon? No flashing words or flipping scenes. Easy to download. And that you think fits the personality of this journal. I'm desperately in need of a new one.Ps: What is Firefox?
redredshoes and oyceter have both mentioned it now. Is it a new fancy web browser service like msn.com?![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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