Work, work, work.

Or maybe get fired. I don’t do well with micromanagement, or people with OCD telling me what to do over and over and over. And I don’t think I was feeling quite right this morning, either. (One of my co-workers was out sick Friday, and another was out sick today.) So I told off one of the managers at work. I warned her several times. I told her that if she didn’t leave me alone, I couldn’t fix the servers or the non-booting desktop (that shouldn’t be my responsibility). I told her that if she didn’t leave me alone, I’d just get up and go home. So she threatened me with, “I’ll tell your boss on you.” I used very unprofessional language to tell her what I thought of that.

My boss knew I wasn’t running on all cylinders and told me to go home early, probably at about 10:30 or so. I was working straight two-and-a-half hours later. I didn’t even get to see the Apple WWDC keynote “live” like a good Mac fanboy.

In any case, I came home early, ate lunch, took a nap, and realized that I didn’t feel so well. So I played computer for the rest of the day and didn’t make my Monday trip to the gym. Just ate dinner and watched TV. I’m going to be a big fat blimp.

4 thoughts on “Work, work, work.”

  1. so you got sent home at 10:30, eh. you’re sure you didn’t get fired? 🙂

  2. That woman is an idiot. I bet she harasses dogs until she gets bitten, too, then calls the pound. That probably doesn’t make any sense to you, does it? Dogs growl to warn people to back off, and you were warning that woman to back off, and she didn’t. You should have smushed an ice cream into her face.

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