Excuses
I'm determined to enjoy my 3 day weekend. Determined, I tell you. So far it's proving to be difficult. I was going to go to Tijuana today to have dinner with some friends, but when I came home, my house smelled like gas, so I spent the next three and a half hours waiting for the gas company to come and figure out what was wrong with my stove. Fun.
My boss has been on vacation for the past 2 weeks, not answering a single email I sent to him during that time. So there are a few things that haven't been done because I needed information or approval from him before finishing. So it looks like today he came back to town, as I know have over twenty emails from him. Some of them are responses to things I sent (although not the crucial ones, for some reason), and some of them are just new things that I have previously heard nothing about. One involved me asking someone else about a movie that we have NEVER DISCUSSED showing, and he asked if I had already done it. What? Really? So now being psychic is part of my job description? Along with everything else? I am actually dreading his return to the office, as I'm sure that whatever I've done, there is going to be something that I haven't done that he thinks is more important than anything I have accomplished. That's what happens when I'm left on my own. I just do what I think is important. Hmm. I spent most of today making sure I had my pile of crap to have physical evidence of my work. Not sure why I'm so paranoid about it; just call it a feeling. I think lately I've felt like I'm being taken for granted and no one really cares about what I do. Sometimes it seems like the things I do are not important to people as part of the future of the organization. Like I'm being edged out and no one cares that I want to do more. It's the kind of situation where they give you a pat on the head and say, that's fine, just leave everything as it is. Don't bother trying to make things bigger or better because no one really cares about what you do. That's the most awesome feeling when the whole organization is in the beginning of what feels like a major overhaul. My position is expendable, or at the very least, marginal. So no, I'm not really looking forward to Tuesday a whole lot.
I made a list of things to do this weekend, and it's fairly long. I'm hoping to catch up on several things that I've been putting off, as well as getting some work done that I should have done a long time ago. I'm hoping procrastination won't get the better of me.
I'm planning on going to a cookout on Sunday, but I'm not sure where. A girl I work with invited me to hers, and another friend invited me to hers as well. I accepted both invitations, mostly because both of them are notorious for flaking out, and there's nothing to stop me from going to both anyway. I just want to see fireworks, as I didn't last year, or the year before. It's just no fun to watch fireworks alone, and since my friends are generally lame, that's usually what happens. I think I watched them on tv last year.
Anyway, the hectic summer is upon me, and will continue for another 6 weeks. I'm glad to be busy; it keeps me out of trouble. It also gives me excuses.
My boss has been on vacation for the past 2 weeks, not answering a single email I sent to him during that time. So there are a few things that haven't been done because I needed information or approval from him before finishing. So it looks like today he came back to town, as I know have over twenty emails from him. Some of them are responses to things I sent (although not the crucial ones, for some reason), and some of them are just new things that I have previously heard nothing about. One involved me asking someone else about a movie that we have NEVER DISCUSSED showing, and he asked if I had already done it. What? Really? So now being psychic is part of my job description? Along with everything else? I am actually dreading his return to the office, as I'm sure that whatever I've done, there is going to be something that I haven't done that he thinks is more important than anything I have accomplished. That's what happens when I'm left on my own. I just do what I think is important. Hmm. I spent most of today making sure I had my pile of crap to have physical evidence of my work. Not sure why I'm so paranoid about it; just call it a feeling. I think lately I've felt like I'm being taken for granted and no one really cares about what I do. Sometimes it seems like the things I do are not important to people as part of the future of the organization. Like I'm being edged out and no one cares that I want to do more. It's the kind of situation where they give you a pat on the head and say, that's fine, just leave everything as it is. Don't bother trying to make things bigger or better because no one really cares about what you do. That's the most awesome feeling when the whole organization is in the beginning of what feels like a major overhaul. My position is expendable, or at the very least, marginal. So no, I'm not really looking forward to Tuesday a whole lot.
I made a list of things to do this weekend, and it's fairly long. I'm hoping to catch up on several things that I've been putting off, as well as getting some work done that I should have done a long time ago. I'm hoping procrastination won't get the better of me.
I'm planning on going to a cookout on Sunday, but I'm not sure where. A girl I work with invited me to hers, and another friend invited me to hers as well. I accepted both invitations, mostly because both of them are notorious for flaking out, and there's nothing to stop me from going to both anyway. I just want to see fireworks, as I didn't last year, or the year before. It's just no fun to watch fireworks alone, and since my friends are generally lame, that's usually what happens. I think I watched them on tv last year.
Anyway, the hectic summer is upon me, and will continue for another 6 weeks. I'm glad to be busy; it keeps me out of trouble. It also gives me excuses.
posted by Ocean | 11:06 PM
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