There are times when I love my job. There are also times when my job makes me want to crawl out of my skin and scream. Now would be one of those times.
I've stayed late every day this week. We've been slow all day, but now ten minutes after we supposedly close, I have a showroom full of people and I'm expected to wait. It's far to glorious outside to be sitting in a dark office with no windows. Or, for that matter, to be locked in a building with all men who, in such weather, only want to talk about breasts and... breasts.
I want to cry.
Perhaps the times when your job makes you "want to crawl out of your skin and scream" are simply indications that the good times are just waiting around the corner. Wait it out. Good luck.
i almost feel guilty over how much i love my job right now.
I shall cry a tad for you this day,
when with asshats you have to stay.
Perhaps you'll leave there soon,
and dance under the sky with moon.
Geez, I need a vacation. ;)
i swear. i will call you back when i get off work.
another 7 hours to go...
Sux when your stuck in a place that you would more then happily like to see it reduced to some smoldering ashes.