My contribution to meeting #1 was "I have nothing this week."
My contribution to meeting #2 is not remote-strangling the coordinator, who keeps making jokes and going off on tangents (now he's talking about selling GS cookies). He's trying real hard to make this "fun" but everyone is confused and we've lost the plot completely.
"Where's the questionnaire?"
"Did we spell questionnaire right?" (No.)
"Wait, which survey are we talking about?"
"OUR survey. The one we wrote."
"You mean the questionnaire?"
We are the Keystone Kops of editors.
Now he's giving us an update of weather conditions on the highway. Why? Oh, a semi trailer slid off the road. His wife saw it happen. Further bulletins as events unfold!
Damn it, I just volunteered for something. I had to, otherwise I would've done nothing on this stupid project.
FFS, wrap it up. Nobody's gonna fill out this stupid survey, nobody cares. What's wrong with day-drinking, anyway, someone remind me.
It's not all about the money, Matt. You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit.
Truer words, Zen, truer words.
Been thinking off and on lately, what a judgmental jerk I was when I was a teenager. Soooooo glad that I am maturing into a more compassionate person. Thankful that I'm learning more about how to be compassionate throughout my life; I'm still learning.
You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit.
I think I need this for my tagline. May I, Zen?
I've been fighting off an anxiety attack all day. Walked in to work to a phone call for a P.O. that I know nothing about, and an email from my boss about another P.O. that I haven't done any work on. That started a spiral of me feeling like I am behind on anything and dropping balls and lost on how to start on half those things anyway.
And yes I get that I've made this worse by being a giant slacker.
I got through a pile of work, but did not resolve either of the P.O. issues. Ughhh
Mac had a job interview today and I want him to get this job so bad. He needs to start to understand what minimum wage work will be like.
Thankful that I'm learning more about how to be compassionate throughout my life; I'm still learning.
I'd say you get several gold stars in this category. I hope that we all continue to learn as the years go by, but I unfortunately see some that never do.
You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit.
So true.
msbelle, I am sorry you are having such a hard day. Don't let the imposter syndrome get to you. I see serious slackers all the time in my customer offices, and you aren't one. As in, you actually worry about being a slacker!
~ma~ma~ma for employment for Mac. It does start a whole new stage of life and one he needs to experience.
I'm with you, msbelle. My giant pile of work is not really any less giant for my having put in a 12-hour day yesterday, and I'm facing the same prospect today. I'm just spending some of the 12 hours procrastinating.
I am inexplicably not feeling overwhelmed anymore, even though my to-do list is as long as ever!
This just reinforces for me that brain chemistry is a liar.
