pmsumner

I just poured myself a whisky, the size of which would embarrass most people. It's much needed, I think.

I've had a foul day. Kindof. It's odd, nothing particularly bad has happened but one incident at work put me in a bad mood and seems to have altered my perception of the rest of the day, despite it actually going alright (really well) until then.


It's nothing major - not really. Some little prick of a front-line advisor who has only worked there for a week or two decided that they'd try and power-trip me on a call, try and suss me out - I think someone else was telling them what to say but it infuriated me that I was being asked for help and then my help was being rejected - I was essentially being told that I was lying.

At the end of the call they apologised when I showed them that I was indeed correct - I don't give a toss if you're sorry. If you call for advice, either take that advice or ask someone else if you don't like what I'm telling you. Don't act all high and mighty about it.

I really need to find some way of dealing with how pissed off I am getting at work. It's not healthy, I'm sure. Tried keeping calm, letting it roll off, but it doesn't work. It just festers and comes out later.


My jobs this morning went well - however I appear to have forgotten my train tickets to post back to NOP, left them at my desk. D'oh. Tomorrow I have a post office, a McDs at lunch (mmmm) and a final train ticket for this month to buy in the evening. NOP pay day is the 2nd of September, and I shall be paid just short of £500 by them, including test purchase refunds of £380-ish. Huzzah, I say. I'll be able to get my credit card back to a reasonable figure again :)

I feel quite sad this evening. Subdued, maybe.