[im angry, im realli angry]
i mite be young, but im not a flower vase.
[im not pretty, so i cant even qualify for the flower vase category]
i believe in myself at work, dun make me doubt my capability.
thou i always tell myself age does not play a factor in position in the company
at times like such, especially when im super demoralised and stressed
i feel that it does.
i dont like screaming at pple over urgent matters
i believe pple shld have the responsibility to know the urgency.
and maturity of cuz.
from the moment i step in at 8am, its been like a super bad time.
im like a mad woman chasing for stuff i shld not even need to chase in the first place.
[and i hate it]
ive got better and more important things to do than chasin pple on backdated paperwork.
ive got this yucky feeling this would once again be a bad and super stress week
my wrist hurts
i was in a rush to close the cabinet
and forgot to take my hand out
[yar, who in the world forgets to take her hand out when she's e one closing the metal cabinet]
me lor.
and i slammed it unto my own wrist.
i already have a sickening painful bruise on my wrist
and now this.
contemplating to get a simple job, wif no work stress, a position 'suitable' for someone my age.
maybe i wun be shoved around that often
and maybe i wun be underestimated
and doubted
guess what the rumours are in the office?
that im sleepin wif my boss to get my position
or rather i slept wif my boss to get here.
FOR WHAT DO I NEED IT?
argh, crap, day in and out.
cant i like have a good dae at work?
ive finished bidding for my tenders
why cant things slow down like they are supposed to?
im crying in the office.
and i duno why
especially when the delay is thru no fault of mine
i hate my company's procedures!!!