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Sep. 26th, 2006 01:34 pmTell me Bad Things that have happened to you in the past 48 hours. Whinge & moan & complain at me. Tell me how it sucks to be you. I want to feel that fate hasn't *really* got it in for me, specifically, more than anyone else.
I promise not to point & laugh (unless I don't like you). At least not where you can see.
I promise not to point & laugh (unless I don't like you). At least not where you can see.
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Date: 2006-09-26 07:55 pm (UTC)Spent all of yesterday asking for info on what to put in folders for tonight's work seminar. Didn't get told until 30 minutes before I was supposed to leave, then told needed 95 copies of each flyer (there are 6 per folder) plus same of price lists. Stayed late without any favourable comment, and then had today, when it unsurprisingly didn't get finished before the boss wanted to leave for london, and the boss kept asking why it hadn't been done earlier, why wasn't it finished, and (to cap it off) on the car journey to london, calling to tell me I'd forgotten to pack something else, and ordering me to investigate how much it was to courier it down (and then announcing the quotations were too expensive, thus piling on guilt for me forgetting to pack it in the first place) and telling me off for not packing it.
When it's all written down, it doesn't seem that sucky really :S It honestly was at the time...