For the first time in nearly a year, I can say I hate my job. It was a very difficult day. I have a new direct report and getting used to the way he doesn't direct me is maddening. I thought my former boss was vague with instructions, but this one is almost in a fog. Thanks be to our dear Lord that I've been working longer than he's been breathing and I was able to use commen sense and figure out what he wanted. Not only does he have a indecipherable hand, he uses a fine point pen. Feathers..............
Our division is giving a briefing tomorrow and I was able to fumble my way through a 15 page presentation with only one page left to do in the morning. That is if the jerk doesn't decide he has other edits to be done before I send it off to the color printer.
When I took this job, I didn't mean to work this hard. Dear Lord, please remind me how lucky I really am. And thank you for this wonderful, orange smoochie cat that really does know when I'm upset. (ACHOOOOO....if he only knew I was allergic to him.)
:o)
To my friend BK...............yer it, Bud.
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So how was your day anyway? Feel free to share. :-)
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