I have a migraine. There is a homecoming parade marching by my house. This is not good.
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I seriously feel like my head is about to explode from this noise. And there's no way to get away from it -- the parade is blocking the road, so I can't drive anywhere. The library is within walking distance, but it's also on the parade route, and it's got fluorescent lights, which will also bother me.
I suppose having one of the professors flinging water balloons at the homecoming parade would be a bad thing.
And eggs are right out, since Hil's a vegan...
Gah. Someone is trying to throw me under the bus for their own failures on a project we just wrapped up. This person is a known trouble-maker, and she's got a reputation for hogging credit while pointing fingers, but still...
I was finally relaxed enough to start being able to feel happy about what we achieved this week, and she had to go and pull this stunt. I was feeling down anyhow, and starting to pull out of it, and now this...
We're at the airport with a couple hours to spare.
have a great trip, sj!
Safe travels, sj!
Grits:
Anne, I think your cow-irker and Consuela's should be consigned to having to work together.
Uggh, Anne, that sucks so much. I get so irritated by people who act like that, it's like they got stalled out in their development and are now acting like my neighbor's 6-year-old (who has learned to lie if he thinks it will get him out of trouble). Let's all be grownups and own our own mistakes, shall we? At least if she already has a rep, it shouldn't be too tough to re-aim the bus, right? In the meanwhile, do you have anyone you can vent to? I sometimes go to my boss' office and close the door and just tell her outright that I don't expect her to "fix it" but that I need to vent for a minute. I usually feel better, plus then my boss is apprised of the sitch if the blame-shifters keep trying to aim my way.
Anyway, I hope you get ice cream or chips or a good TV show or some knitting or whatever will help you have a bit of peace for the evening. And that tomorrow things will be better.