Mood: Dulled
Listening to: The sound of fingers clicking on keyboards
Work. The bane of us all. Didnt want to get up this morning. I think my body is trying to tell me something. Perhaps it is more sure of things than i am. Perhaps i should listen to it. Perhaps it doesnt know anything however and i should just ignore it and get on with the day! Work started well, a pleasant rearrangement of the office, at least i have a desk to work at now, nice surprise, then just an endless succession of people that i cant understand, people who wont listen, people who are annoyed at the lack of service they recieve, people who want something for nothing and people that are asking all the wrong questions. Call centre work. An endless, pointless task. Time spent keeping the masses disconnected from the truth. Bah! Even lunchtime doesnt do much to lift my spirits, a tired cheese and onion sandwich from the local convenience store and a packet of sugar coated chocolate beans. Cant even think of anything exciting to download from the net, a first, must be feeling low!! The Weekend was blinding though. Had some good friends come to visit. Did a lot of inhaling and exhaling, imbibing of liquid, talking, laughing, telling stories and on Sunday was treated to a roast dinner of olympic proportions! Not bad by anyones standards! Always feels like such a let down though when you have such a good weekend and then have to go back to work. There must be a job somewhere that i can do which only involves working for two days a week but that still gives a good basic wage!! Think i might become a landscape gardener, at least plants don't ask stupid questions, have ridiculous expectations of what you are capable of doing for them. Work isnt all bad though, sometimes, just occasionally a customer will make it through the telephone system and due to the magic of syncronicity come straight through to me just when I am on the verge of pulling out a hefty tuft of hair (not mine, just someones) Those are the fun days. Not today though. Today was a day of customers that couldnt understand me, customers that i couldnt understand, customers that refused to believe what i was telling them, customers that think they know all the answers already (why they are phoning me i have NO idea), customers that cant even be bothered to read the simple set up instructions that come with their newly purchased product. As you can imagine today has not been a bag of laughs, not even a small bag with a little smile in it. Oh well i suspect that tomorrow may be better (optimism is a wonderful drug, though incredibly addictive)
