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I'm nervous. I'm hopeful. I'm nervous and I'm hopeful and now I'm kinda hungry.

My job performance review is on Friday and even though I've done this many times before I'm still fuckin' nervous. But only when I think about it.

And I know that I shouldn't be nervous because I'm totally awesome and everyone at work loves me (with the exception of two notable people. You know who you are.), I'm still a little apprehensive.

Why?

There really is no reason to be. My boss is great. He's the smartest guy I know. My boss' boss is also smart. They're two guys I want to be like. Mentally and bank-statemently. Now, my boss' boss' boss is a scary guy who's a real Machiavellian hard ass. Easy to get inside his head though because he's the type who loves to be feared. There's some suspicion that the histrionics are for show. Might could be it's upbringning. Though it's most likely for leverage. I try to avoid him as per George Washington's advice about being alone vis-a-vis being in bad company. But this is a tangent.

I'm somewhat prepared with my SWOT, and some other things I might want to talk about. Things I can't recall but was smart enough to write down. Somewhere.

But there's still some anxiety. It'll pass. Just like the hunger did.

Labels: work

Some guy said that. Some old dead guy said that. You know, The Old Dead Guy, who was so smart he taught the guy who people think is the source of Western Philosophy. And that guy ended up teaching another guy and together they're the Three Old Dead Guys of Thought. Remember now? Thought so.

I'm supposed to be reflecting on my day, my work, my life. But I'm not. What I am doing is watching--okay, listening--to RvB, thinking about tomorrow's dinner and movie, and thinking about what I should wear.

Now I'm thinking about MS' wedding and how I have to tell her about the Total Wedding Show this weekend. And buffet next week with KM. Mmm, butter chicken.

The more I think about these things, the more I realize that that's my day! Thought about wedding, thought about setting appointments with KM and the doctor. Thought about the dinner and movie and where to go. That was pretty much...

My day...

A crazy lady called me today. Two of them, actually. The first one was a colleague.

ring ring
Me: Hi D!
DB: Hey! Who's this?
Me thinking: You called me and you don't know who I am? We sit not 10 metres away from each other. Is this a joke? I'll play.
Me: (in a very deep voice) It's MM.
DB: Oh, hey, hi. Is RR in?
Me: Nope.
DB: Okay. Can you connect me with MC?

A couple of minutes later.

ring ring
Me: Good afternoon, AC speaking
Crazy Lady: Hi. Did you dial me or did I dial you?
Me thinking: It's gonna be one of those days, huh? I'll play.
Me: My phone rang so I'm guessing you dialed me.
CL: Oh, okay. I'm trying to reach CODA.
Me: Okay. This is...., not CODA
CL: Oh. I don't know what that is. 'K, thanks. Bye.
Me: Okay then.

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My work...

Well, as you can see from above, my work is pretty interesting. More next week after my performance review.

My life...

I feel like I'm in a good place even though I've effectively put parts of my life on hold till the summer. Like dancing, french, and the May marathon. And I'm okay with that. Things are changing and I think for the better. I think. I hope. I pray.

In the meantime, there are things to think about, things to reflect on.

The black RW shirt with narrow white stripes. Yeah, that one will look awesome for tomorrow.

Labels: life, quotation, work

It's Day Two of DJ&T's Jamaica, Mon Adventure. It's Day Two of Hell At The Office for Me. It's a cold, quiet type of hell where the phone rings every five minutes.

I now fully comprehend why T doesn't like to take her phone calls. I now fully understand why she once quipped, "If it weren't for clients or candidates, this job would be great."

Here's the deal: with T on vacation I've been handling her phone calls. She has some strange clients and even stranger candidates. One girl left a message to see if I could help her. She was recently let go (before the Christmas break, according to her CV) by a company she's worked for in the last 6 years. She was referred to us by a friend and given T's name. Her husband called in the afternoon to extoll her experience.

I would have called her. She didn't have to call in the troops.

That was just one, and it wasn't even the worst. A client called regarding $. That one was interesting. Remind me to tell you about it the next time I see you because it's not for here.

Labels: work

Rogers Horoscope

People could get whiplash after watching you today! If you're not careful, you'll be running back and forth, working in so many different areas that you are not likely to get much done in any one. So to keep yourself from having to hurry back and forth, you should try to tune into your slower, more deliberate nature. Pick one thing, stick with it, and then see it to its completion -- or at least to a point where you can pass it off to someone else.

That's exactly how I felt today running around trying to help people, cover for two folks out sick, and answering the phone.

The day is a little hazy and my mind is a tad tired. This is going to be short.

Labels: horoscope, work