Day One of this fucking event was a fucking clusterfuck of a disaster.
Everything from drama with my employees, to drama with clients, discrepencies from the training guides, different direction coming from different higher up.
Jaleh left with a concusion, and I hope to God everything is okay with Rabi's baby. She felt pain a little while ago and started bleeding. I've never seen her freak out about anything like that. She was really scared... and I am too.
Not to mention, the worst problems are with JALEH and RABI. how the fuck are we going to make are numbers with the 2 of them out of the game? ... okay, selfishly, how am i going to make MY numbers? seriously.
I played big today. I showed everyone who the boss was.
But now I'm home.
I only got an hour of sleep last night and i feel shakey. But I doubt I'll be able to crack out much more than that tonight. (not for lack of trying)...
And now I'm alone. and tired. and I never want to go back to work and have a day as dramatic and intense and stressful as this one.
I -love- working... I used to love my job.... back when I was good at it :/
oh well.
time for a drink.... and a book... and a footrub to wash away this horrible day.
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