
... and have a nervous breakdown instead!
This morning the cafe guy served me an iced-coffee in a milkshake container. After finishing most of it I realised it could have only tasted that strong if he had put milkshake proportions of espresso in it. Then the come-down of all come-downs hit me, and I am still suffering now. Plus my boss lost his temper with a colleague because of this mistake he made. Then he asked if last week's back up tape had been sent to head office, which is my job, and I said yes, and then he said "well at least that gets done." Before I left I politely asked him if there was anyway I could improve my performance, because I know I do everything I'm supposed to. Obviously I don't, because he said he'd talk to me about it on Wednesay, and well frankly this is the first I'm hearing about it. I sat on the bus still having my come-down and fearing the worst: an Elton-like crisis. Just when I thought I was getting used to doing admin.
So today sucked. I gained two minutes of enjoyment when I wrote another 'news article' but that faded away pretty soon.