Well, I wish I could say that today went well...but it really didn't. It was actually one of the shittiest days I've had a long time. It started out good though...

We had this awards ceremony thing at 11am this morning (yeah, I'm sure the people in our building think we're NUTS). We're out in the lobby of the building...they've got a piece of red butcher paper taped on the floor (that was the red carpet) and we had a faux red carpet awards ceremony. "Movie Stars" walked into the building onto the red carpet...and then everyone won an award. It was like the Oscars of the business world or something. Well, I got the aware for "most content in a dream world where people wear jeans every day." Hmm...it's like they read my mind or something...I talk about wanting to wear jeans enough, huh? I'm either thinking I won this award because one, I don't put make-up on to go to work (EVER), two, I don't go to work dressed to impress (it's work...why should I dress up for someone?), and three, I must not look like I care about what I'm wearing because I look the same almost all the time...I'm always wearing black, my hair looks the same every day, lol...no wonder I wear this jeans and t-shirts thing. My mom thinks I look like a slob, but I don't think I look that bad...mom...so critical.

But yeah...that was the only really good part of the work day. About 2pm, the call from hell came in. I've been dealing with this guy for a few weeks now it it just turned into a nightmare. Basically, make a long story short, I ended up making someone stay late at work because of this problem...I had to stay late at work because of this...and it just sucked.

The person I made stay late...I brought up the fact to her that there was this bill that needed to go out today and I was working on getting it to her as soon as possible. She somewhat got short with me and I felt bad about it because it basically ruined her afternoon. She had parent teacher conferences that she had to be to at 5:15 and she could not stay late...well, I felt crappy about that. Well, shortly after that, she went and started asking people for cigarettes because she need to have a smoke. Well, she hasn't smoked for 7 years and this whole thing made her want to light up...I felt super shitty about that too...well, I guess, she went outside with one of the other smokers and they must have talked about the whole thing out there because the other lady came back in and comes to my desk asking what I needed to get this thing taken care of. OH GREAT...they just went outside and talked about this whole thing for 15 fucking minutes! I literally felt like a big HEAPING pile of shit after that...I mean, it's like the whole thing was my fault.

Well, I got extremely frustrated after that and started calling other departments to see if they had these pictures that we needed (we needed pictures of replacing a deck and some drywall repair)...well, no one had these pictures...and the guy wasn't going to get them to me by 4:30...ugh...the guy called me about 12 times too in a matter of an hour telling me he's getting me this stuff...finally, 4:45 this stuff gets sent to my desk...and then I can get it over to be billed...

At that time, I was so behind on my own stuff that I had to do because I was trying to get this big thing solved that I just busted down and started crying at my desk. Well, I was crying after that whole thing about thinking it was all my fault earlier...I'm one of those people that when I get extremely stressed out, I just break down...I started hyperventilating and all that stuff on top of that (yeah, I suppose that's great for the baby)...ugh...

About 5:30, I was able to leave work (I got approval to stay an extra hour to try and catch up on my stuff)...now my eyes feel extremely tired and heavy from all the crying I did earlier. I just wanted to die...

But, one good thing did amount from that whole thing...I got some time to talk to my boss and she asked when I was planning on leaving for maternity leave and I basically told her when the baby decides he's ready to come out. I will be working until my water breaks and I have to go to the hospital because I can't afford not to. She wanted to know because they're going to get someone to train with me for 3 weeks + prior to when I leave so they'll be able to cover my job while I'm gone. Since I'm due on January 17th, I figured that January 1st would be a good time to bring someone in...well, they decided that mid-December was better. So, I get a helper/trainee for me in mid-December. That will be extremely nice...it'll be a break somewhat. I feel bad for them when they have to cover the entire thing without me. Yeah...so, after the baby, I told them that I'd be back as soon as physically possible because I can't afford to be gone for any length of time and she mentions something about maybe bringing me back part time and then phasing the other lady out. WOW...this took my by surprise. There was some other lady that had a baby and she wanted to do part time, and they told her no. I wasn't even going to bring it up because I figured that it would be out of the question, but she brought it up! SO, I'm seriously considering doing part time when I have the baby at least for a little bit until I can get back up to speed!

SO, that was my roller coaster of a day...now I feel like laying on the couch or something...I feel like a zombie now.

Wow. That sounds like one HECK OF A long day.
» randomjunk on 2006-10-12 10:58:23

well, since they mentioned the part time thing... i'd guess that they really want you to come back and not leave for other prospects.

best wishes. ok. i really need to get some sleep. i'm out.
» jen on 2006-10-13 03:32:16

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