Damnation!
What is it about work lately that I can't even get off on time anymore? Always, some goddam problem comes up at the last minute, and I'm stuck late enough that I can't even get to the gym to get a workout after work anymore! (ellipticals get signed up til 5:20 or so come 4:10-- I got off at 4:15) Grrrrr! I fucking hate this job.
Friday I ended up being the contact that this one guy left on his voicemail when he was outta town. I got about 60 calls, and only 4 were from my districts. He didn't even freakin' ask me if I could cover all of his calls! I was already taking care of the central inquiry e-mail box for him, plus he shoved four delivery problems down my throat, but did I even get a thank you for being rushed off my feet all day plus getting yelled at by a bunch of people of his??? Not a damn word. Next time he asks for help I'm saying no. He can go motherfuckin' lump it! What a large load of horseshit!
The weekend was nice, which is what made today all the worse. Fuck, I gotta get outta there!
