Stressful Week

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!

Stuff this week.

I never thought I’d encounter something so aggravating, it would push me further towards moving interstate.

Isn’t it wonderful when your boss throws something upon you before asking you if you can do it, then belittles your competency when you object, then pseudo-threatens you?

Isn’t it exciting when your boss then further accuses you of more incompetency due to their lack if interest in investigating an issue that, had they, would have realised it had nothing to do with you?

Who loves being patronised by railway staff? I do!

I know that as my boss is my boss, there’s little I can object to when I’m given work. However, I find my boss difficult to have any respect for due to behaviour and general control freak attitude. Had I been asked before I was given a task I was unfamiliar with, I would have had no problem.

It’s not only my boss though.

The lack of caring, defensiveness and laziness of some new staff is woeful.

I love it when you tell them something we shouldn’t do for a customer and they then go and hassle others until they get advised that we can (procedural stuff).

Having skateboarder go in front of you whilst you’re on your bike waiting at lights in high traffic density area and having to try harder than usual to not be involved in an accident because they’re managing to block both cycle lanes is quite relaxing, let me tell you.

There is something I’ve always loved about cycling in Sydney. A lot of people look at you with disgust when you have a bike. It doesn’t matter if you’re on the road or walking it along.

Funny thing about walking your bike: people have a tendency to walk into it and get shitty at you. Even if you’re stationary.

I could keep going on. This week has found many ways to piss me off.

I won’t though.

Right now my stress levels are high. They’ll drop soon.

I’m glad this week is nearly done. I’m glad I see Neurosis tomorrow. I’m glad I’ll be able to sleep tonight.

Have not slept much this week either.

What I really want right now is for my ex to hug me tightly and I would hug her back and the stress would drop away and I’d melt and be relaxed again.

She had that effect on me.
Always was able to calm me down with ease. Far more than anyone else could.

I still miss her badly, despite being in contact with her.

I really want a cigarette.

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I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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