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Meltdown
I had a mini meltdown at dinner tonight.
It's been such a bad week at work that each day feels worse than the day before, if that's even possible.
So much dramas, so much unresolved issues, so much unexpected crisis, and so little efficiency or help from the staff.
To top it all, TM , my most annoying staff, is back!
All week long, she's been driving me NUTS with her constant whinging and non-stop nagging. Seriously, that bitch doesn't give it a rest and she's irritating the crap outta me!
I have this extreme urge of slapping her and yelling, "For goodness' sake, woman, shut the fuck up and learn to do something useful around here for a change!"
But of course, being the politically-correct, prim and proper "professional" that I am, I can't.
So all the stress and anger has just been bottling up inside of me till I could no longer keep it in.
Tonight, as I held Bee's hand to say grace before our dinner, all of a sudden, I started sobbing uncontrollably.
(And no, it's NOT that time of the month.)
Out of anger, out of injustice, out of hurt, out of annoyance, out of frustration, and most of all, out of helplessness.
All the pent up emotions without an outlet, all the things I wanted to say but couldn't, I just broke down and cried.
That was when I realised that I cannot keep doing this anymore.
I know everyone probably hates their jobs anyway, but your job shouldn't make you constantly want to smack your own head open or scratch someone's face off, no?
It shouldn't have to be this hard.
It shouldn't.
It's been such a bad week at work that each day feels worse than the day before, if that's even possible.
So much dramas, so much unresolved issues, so much unexpected crisis, and so little efficiency or help from the staff.
To top it all, TM , my most annoying staff, is back!
All week long, she's been driving me NUTS with her constant whinging and non-stop nagging. Seriously, that bitch doesn't give it a rest and she's irritating the crap outta me!
I have this extreme urge of slapping her and yelling, "For goodness' sake, woman, shut the fuck up and learn to do something useful around here for a change!"
But of course, being the politically-correct, prim and proper "professional" that I am, I can't.
So all the stress and anger has just been bottling up inside of me till I could no longer keep it in.
Tonight, as I held Bee's hand to say grace before our dinner, all of a sudden, I started sobbing uncontrollably.
(And no, it's NOT that time of the month.)
Out of anger, out of injustice, out of hurt, out of annoyance, out of frustration, and most of all, out of helplessness.
All the pent up emotions without an outlet, all the things I wanted to say but couldn't, I just broke down and cried.
That was when I realised that I cannot keep doing this anymore.
I know everyone probably hates their jobs anyway, but your job shouldn't make you constantly want to smack your own head open or scratch someone's face off, no?
It shouldn't have to be this hard.
It shouldn't.
