Bad Day at Work
Crappiest day of work ever… even crappier than the last few times I’ve said that…
I feel so stupid there and it’s like I do everything just slightly wrong. Like I put on the labels slightly wrong and the footers in my documents are never quite right. Sandy must think I’m the damn most annoying and inept kid who ever walked the earth. I have to ask her a thousand questions a day, mostly because I think she’ll get cross with me if I screw something else up. But this stuff they have me doing is the exact opposite of my specialty. I can be so enthusiastic about work I love. Graphics and the like. My mom always tells me about how she used to work through her lunch hours back in the day. That notion is completely lost on me; in fact, I even feel slightly sick to my stomach when I think about going to another day of work.
Today I was working in the filing system area (which is blocked off from reception by an… I don’t know… mini-wall…) and Angela and Sandy were trying to find out what to do with my time sheets… I don’t know where this story is going but basically I’m like a burden on everyone else, probably more trouble than I am help. I’m so wrong for this job, I should not have gotten this scholarship.
Next summer will be so better. I don’t know if I will have a job but if I do, it will not be downtown and it will not be full time. I want to do day camps. It’s been forever since I’ve done day camps and I miss it so much, but it just doesn’t make sense to take any of those weeks off work this year. I can hardly remember the days when I actually liked summer vacation.
I think I am being taught many lessons in patience these days, and in lots of different ways. Examples on how to react and how not to react. Like when I accidentally dropped black paint on Jess’s pants, she didn’t freak out or hate me, she just stayed cool and it was amazing. That incident could have destroyed my whole week but instead it just made me realize the true priorities of life. Relationships over materialism, always.
Really, I can’t blame Sandy for being short with me. She’s got a lot going on in her personal life right now. I mean… it can’t be easy. If I had to babysit a summer student as annoying as myself I would have killed the stupid kid by now.
Anyways, to calm down I went to yoga this evening with Jen and Kim (who in fact did not spontaneously combust, but just has not been on the internet for a few days), and it was fun. We went to Dairy Queen afterwards, lest we’d burnt some calories at yoga.
