The Secret Life Of Phnee

Okay, so I don't really have a secret life, but it would be nice to have one.

Hell, even a non-secret life that didn't involve work I don't like would be good right about now.

I never mentioned how my encounter with angelevangeline went, because I went for a few days without updating, but suffice it to say that she really is a star. ^_^


Mage last night was a riot. We all laughed until we cried, many jokes about sheep were made, and we actually got in a lot of gaming as opposed to the last few sessions during which we were all too fried to be really coherent or productive.

My week has been largely unspeakable. Objectives not met, cranky clients, regular system failures, and nearly $900 missing on my paycheque.

"Oh, we're terribly sorry, we don't know what happened. Are you sure you entered your hours in properly?"

*refrains from killing person on spot*

"Well, we can pay you on Thursday, but it's too bad you didn't check your pay stub earlier, because then we could have fixed it by Monday."

So, what? I'm supposed to anticipate that they're going to fuck up my paycheque? I mean, I will now, but that's just because I'm going to be freaking paranoid from now on. See, silly me assumed that a big corporation like the one I work for wouldn't screw up and not give me my money.

*kicks the wall in frustration*

Have I mentioned lately how much I hate my job?

God, but I'm cranky

I'm out of sorts and don't feel like being here. Luckily right now there doesn't seem to be any calls. I can't even type properly right now: I'm typoing everything six ways to Sunday.

I am tired and cranky and I hate my clients with unprecedented vehemence. If I could I'd put them all in a big room together, turn on the showerheads and douse them liberally with gasoline, then set them on fire.

Or bury them up to their necks in the desert, smear them with honey and then unleash a colony of fire ants on them.

*cries*

There's still over an hour and a half of work left to go! *wail*

To add insult to injury, I thought I started work at 9:00, so I got here at 8:30 only to find out I started at 10:30. So there's two hours of my life I'll never get back.

The dep was closed, so no real lunch for me either.

*wanders off to be cranky elsewhere*