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Omg, i feel like surrendering myself to my bed for the rest of my life. Today has been such a headache. Imagine this - meeting from 11.30 AM to 3.45 PM. No lunch, seated on a hard and uncomfortable chair in a freaking cold room - without a ciggie break. Total mental and health torture. After the dreadful 4 hours and 15 minutes meeting, i rushed back upstairs only to find out, to my dismay, there are like 15 million emails from 10 thousand different clients. Just reading each and every one of the emails were a pain to the eye and the head, not to mention replying each and every freaking mail. There i was, seated in front of the boring monitor, i started to think and count how many things i had to do today, and how many freaking hours if not days it's going to take lil' poor me to finish everything. Part of me want to cry because i know tonight is going to be another slepless night, and part of me want to laugh because i have the painful thought of me going crazy. So anyways, i decided that i have to finish it by today, no matter what so might as well get started or i'll end up working till like..7 am tomorrow. So, i forced a smile on my face, and started doing my work when my superior (who has been getting more and more irritating by the passing minutes) started to give me more and more work to do. I was stoned, drained, disturbed, annoyed and very very bitter. It slowly started to register to me that i'm not going to finish everything by today and i'm probably gonna be working non-stop till like next month. At first, i thought my superior had tons of other things to do as well, then when i think back of the WIP (work in progress) yesterday and remembered that everything we discussed yesterday have already been done (by me, nevertherless) and i'm doing everything we discussed today!! So??!!!! Wat the fuck was she doing? Oh - she was (and probably still is, that bitch) sitting at the couch gossiping with another colleague. Gasp!!
Gossiping??!!!!!!!
SO NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!!
I'm only 6 days old here (working here for 6 days) it's lawfully wrong and cruel to make me go through so much shit! UNFAIR!!
I want a lawyer. Where's my lawyer??!!!!!!
I know you are probably wondering then why the hell am i still wasting my time writing an entry when i should be working. I rationalize with myself and decided - hey, I'm going to be awake for the next 2 - 3 weeks finishing all this shit anyways, why not slack a little?
Hehe.
I still want my lawyer though.
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