Breath deeply, count to ten, and go to your happy place. If that doesn't work knock the hell out of someone.
But part of your job is convincing people not to knock the hell out of other people in stressful situations is it not? So before you do it get their attention and proclaim "here is what not to do" and afterwards ask "did everyone get that? Good, let's continue."
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I am pooped!
Miscommunication pertaining to where I'd be working today. I was all prepared to work at a location I'd never worked before here in the city; I got up extra early and rode my bike downtown, waited far too long to be let through security, got upstairs and was told that I was supposed to be in San Bruno, not San Francisco. Ran back downstairs, jumped on my bike rode home in the rain, jumped in the car and was only ten minutes late but wet and tired and frantic.
"...and if you do not listen, then to hell with you."
thanks everyone for being so sweet to me. i've just been thinking for a while that i need to at least start looking and this morning only confirmed that for me. i am a medical writer, guns. though lately, i've been considering changing industries. maybe i am just burned out. maybe watching all my friends lose their jobs has taken a toll on me (a bigger company purchased ours about 18 months ago). anyway, all your well wishes, offers to listen, and advice helped me today. i was going to write when i was there, but when i tried, all your kind words made me tear up and i didn't want to cry at work. thanks for listening to me.
Stressed...first pharmacology test tomorrow, spent about 20 hours the last 3 days studying for it...meh
May you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.
F.E.M.A. "Ferocious Educational Medical Aptitude" -Esmer
"Honestly; by the end of the Chronicles Lord Foul isn't going to be the Despiser anymore (we all knew he had to come to an end), however I find it vexing that the only reason is because he feels unworthy of the title and resigns to let Linden take his badge, Illearth Stone, and the keys to Linden's Creche."-Revan
storm wrote:Stressed...first pharmacology test tomorrow, spent about 20 hours the last 3 days studying for it...meh
Damn. Good luck, Storm.
Thnx...how the anatomy test go for you?
May you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you're dead.
F.E.M.A. "Ferocious Educational Medical Aptitude" -Esmer
"Honestly; by the end of the Chronicles Lord Foul isn't going to be the Despiser anymore (we all knew he had to come to an end), however I find it vexing that the only reason is because he feels unworthy of the title and resigns to let Linden take his badge, Illearth Stone, and the keys to Linden's Creche."-Revan
storm wrote:Stressed...first pharmacology test tomorrow, spent about 20 hours the last 3 days studying for it...meh
Damn. Good luck, Storm.
Thnx...how the anatomy test go for you?
It got pushed back. Apparently basing 1/4th of your final grade in a class off of two class periods isn't allowed. We are now having it next Friday. Unfortunately, none of our other tests are being moved back. So it's a bit crammed.
Work is boring the hell out of me today, I can't seem to get motivated and into a rythym. I keep finding myself looking at the clock and counting down the minutes left until 4pm, when I've got plenty of jobs left to do.
think i will take a holiday day tuesday. i am fixin' to lose some 20-30 hours if i don't.
i don't have writer's block - but i am writing only smaller stuff. having trouble starting either of the two projects i have lined up. or finishing the epic poem.
My internet's switching over to a new ISP today. No idea when it'll happen, but it should be a faster connection, which is good. Just have to see if I can actually get it to connect through our router when it switches over...
Ah, not too bad. Barring a month at home in late feb to late march, I'll be down here 'til the end of April it looks like, then will have to start getting my life organised, find work, maybe buy a house...something. Until then, I'm refusing to think about it much.
Apprehensive. Tomorrow I have to do something called a "Webout" for work. Which is essentially a video of me introducing myself and explaining my job that is going to be posted on the internet for customers to see. I'm not a terrible public speaker, but I'm not good either, and I hate watching myself speak. And there's sure to be a lot of that during the filming tomorrow. Not to mention, I'm sure I'll feel like an idiot trying to use exaggerated facial expressions and body language like they want me to. Hopeful it will be brief.
"The plural of antecdotes is not evidence."
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Driving down the razor's edge between the past and the future
Turn up the music and smile
Get carried away on the songs and stories of vanished times
Twenty minutes to go on my job as tutor, and NO ONE has come in the writing center. I managed to finish an essay, surf the Net, and now brag about it on Kevin's Watch. Easiest. Job. Ever.