Ah, the day isn't complete until I'm pulled into a last minute meeting that I don't want to be in because generally one can't make a screeching noise while flinging their laptop at someone's head as a distraction in order to flee without unfavorable consequences.
Buffy ,'End of Days'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Today I dinged a passenger -- I can rate them 1-5 stars and it's rare that I give them less than a 5 -- because nearly for the entire 20 minute car ride, he either yelled at his mother on the phone or called relatives to complain about her. Not that it will make a big difference that I gave him a 2, but it felt satisfying anyway.
Argh, shrift. You need to escape that place soon.
I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. I don't want to be doing this but I'm decent at it though I like the relationship management aspect better than the sales. The major fleet association just named me the vice-chair for the government affairs committee, which is considered a national leadership post, and I'm looking around saying "Me?" Huge case of imposter syndrome.
Plei, the San Remo near Fisherman's Wharf is pretty good, from what I hear.
Maria, I think a large part of my problem is a mismatch between what I like doing and what people want me to do. When I have to do too much client-facing work, I want to flip tables. I don't have the temperament for it.
I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
Ha ha, neither do I. I'm not overwhelmed by impostor syndrome as much as I used to be. It mostly comes up when I try to think about what I want to do next.
Timelies all!
I plan on staying where I am, work-wise, as long as I can. If not this lab, then at least the same agency.
I think I've given up on the idea of "when I grow up". Not happening.
I'm 54, if I'm not grown up now, I'll never be.
A friend of mine posted on Facebook: "I am the poster child for impostor syndrome," she said, secretly believing she didn't deserve to be the poster child for anything.
If nothing else, that NYT article took like ten paragraphs to actually define FOMO. That can't be good journalism.