Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Frustration
Have you ever had "one of those days?" What's that, you say?
For example, getting up an hour early to go to a brief meeting before work, scheduled such that you can attend the meeting and still have time to drive across town to get to the office by 9am, but getting stuck behind an injury accident less than a mile from the house that costs you 20 minutes. Then dealing with heavier traffic because you hit the freeways later than you expected. Then actually getting to the meeting about the time you were expecting to leave the meeting and having to deal with the issue as a sidebar and not a full presentation. Then getting stuck at a red light that stays red in your direction for 7 minutes even though there is absolutely no traffic in any of the other directions. Finally getting to work, only 15 minutes late miraculously, finding out that your schedule has changed, but that change has been changed for that day only so you can attend a mandatory training session. Only you get involved with an issue about 30 minutes after you arrive at work and not wrapping up that issue for another six and a half hours with no lunch break, though you've been able to snack regularly through the issue because your desk is well-stocked for snacks. Then taking a half hour to try and catch up on the other work that was supposed to have been completed earlier in the day before getting involved in another issue that keeps you occupied until 7pm, all the while having the people who work with you treat you as though you're some mistake they made in the hiring process. All the while, you're questioning the benefits of making this particular employment decision yourself, only to keep seeing the harsh reality that you better be damn glad you've got a job at all. Then finally leaving the office to head home, only to find that the thunderstorms predicted for the next day got anxious and decided to roll into town 12 hours early, literally raining on your parade. So you end up driving home agitated from the days activities, in a bad mood because your blood sugar is out of whack from not being able to eat properly, and your cell phone coverage decides to really wig out so you can't talk with anyone while driving to try and get some of your frustration out of your system.
Nah, I didn't think so...
Entire contents of this site © 2003-2008 Eriq Oliver Neale/Simultaneous Pancakes Media unless otherwise noted. I hate that I have to point that out...For example, getting up an hour early to go to a brief meeting before work, scheduled such that you can attend the meeting and still have time to drive across town to get to the office by 9am, but getting stuck behind an injury accident less than a mile from the house that costs you 20 minutes. Then dealing with heavier traffic because you hit the freeways later than you expected. Then actually getting to the meeting about the time you were expecting to leave the meeting and having to deal with the issue as a sidebar and not a full presentation. Then getting stuck at a red light that stays red in your direction for 7 minutes even though there is absolutely no traffic in any of the other directions. Finally getting to work, only 15 minutes late miraculously, finding out that your schedule has changed, but that change has been changed for that day only so you can attend a mandatory training session. Only you get involved with an issue about 30 minutes after you arrive at work and not wrapping up that issue for another six and a half hours with no lunch break, though you've been able to snack regularly through the issue because your desk is well-stocked for snacks. Then taking a half hour to try and catch up on the other work that was supposed to have been completed earlier in the day before getting involved in another issue that keeps you occupied until 7pm, all the while having the people who work with you treat you as though you're some mistake they made in the hiring process. All the while, you're questioning the benefits of making this particular employment decision yourself, only to keep seeing the harsh reality that you better be damn glad you've got a job at all. Then finally leaving the office to head home, only to find that the thunderstorms predicted for the next day got anxious and decided to roll into town 12 hours early, literally raining on your parade. So you end up driving home agitated from the days activities, in a bad mood because your blood sugar is out of whack from not being able to eat properly, and your cell phone coverage decides to really wig out so you can't talk with anyone while driving to try and get some of your frustration out of your system.
Nah, I didn't think so...
