Monday, November 26, 2007

It's a Charlie Foxtrot kind of day...

...or maybe it's just FUBAR. I don't know.

What I do know is that my morning enthusiasm for completing an article today -- one I have spent far too much time and energy on even before typing the first word -- vanished completely in the face of near-continual interruptions, harassments and general dung-throwing that began around 9:30 this morning and haven't stopped yet.

How the hell am I supposed to do good work when everyone, and everything, is getting in my face?

Well, I can't. It's that simple.

In fact, if ever a day was made for simply giving up, this is it.

It's possible it wouldn't have been so nausea-inducing if it was not the latest of so many frustrating days. I wouldn't know about that, either, because that's what it is, and I'm in no mood for what-if speculation.

This stinks. And my ability to resist the pressure and deal with the problems is dwindling fast.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Situation
Normal
All
F
Up



is of course another possibility.

Sally said...

Hope tomorrow is better for you! (((hugs)))

lowandslow said...

Face it, friend: You need to make a change. Job...scenery...hometown...everything. A clean start. Sounds like you have everything to gain, and nothing to lose. Consider it?

S

emd said...

Lowandslow could be right. It may just be time to make a total break from everything and start completely over.