Dear God above...

[mousme]

Can someone please declare tomorrow an insanity-free zone?

It just hasn't stopped today.

Oh, and you remember the Evil Word Document of Doom? The CAM called me back today (I worked on that thing for the better part of two hours yesterday, after I fixed the formatting) and told me that what I had done didn't "look nice." That's because the boxes she put in didn't go all the way to the bottom of the page. If she hadn't been across the city from me, I would have strangled her with my bare hands.

To add insult to injury, I was supposed to messenger something today, and as I was preparing my envelope, a practically identical package came by messenger, and I got the two mixed up. Luckily I didn't send the wrong package away, but the original package got delayed by several hours.

Then the phones went crazy, people started asking me to make copies and type up reports and organize files and generally do ten important things all at once, and that's when my brain decided to take the rest of the day off, leaving me to cope all on my own.

Gah. Two more days before L comes back. I may just make it with what's left of my sanity intact. Then again...

Comments

[toughlovemuse.livejournal.com]

Tomorrow is an insanity-free zone in Phnee's life.

Wooja Wooja. *waggles fingers at you*

There.

(Let me know if it works. I'll start charging a reasonable fee)

[owldaughter.livejournal.com]

Heck, if it works you could probably start charging an unreasonable fee.

[toughlovemuse.livejournal.com]

Well, friends would get the reasonable fee. Strangers would get the unreasonable one. It's all part of my clever plan to earn a living without actually ever doing anything.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

I'll let you know how it turns out. :)