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Feb. 22nd, 2006 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taratemimaI don't like doing one sort of claim all day long. I had this awful panic like I was trapped in this job for the rest of my life. Maybe because I am interviewing for a job like this, only in retail and nearer to Camberville and social things. If I get this and get OK benefits with it, I will be less lame about exercising and social stuff.
I don't like when I'm doing my level best to do the work, everyone else is yipping away. OK, it's tedious, and yeah, I've occasionally took breaks to write down things, go to the restroom, get a drink of water.
However, I tried to focus more on my work and less about hating it. Great, but how will I get another job if I do not work hard on this one?
So, I made up for my misery by getting a haircut, going out for dinner, and walking. I tried to guess what the hairdressers were saying in Chinese. Maybe gossip, criticism about how the person was cutting my hair (chin length, layered, not quite Louise Brooks, but short in the back and long in the front), and trying to get directions to a party in Somerville. Near universal stuff.
They did miss some hairs on the nape. Pure white ones, in fact. Wow, I am getting old. That's just going to fuel more 'Waaaaaah, I suck, I'll be old and trapped at this crummy job.'
(Everyone older than me, yes, I know that you can beat me in the age sweepstakes.)
I don't like when I'm doing my level best to do the work, everyone else is yipping away. OK, it's tedious, and yeah, I've occasionally took breaks to write down things, go to the restroom, get a drink of water.
However, I tried to focus more on my work and less about hating it. Great, but how will I get another job if I do not work hard on this one?
So, I made up for my misery by getting a haircut, going out for dinner, and walking. I tried to guess what the hairdressers were saying in Chinese. Maybe gossip, criticism about how the person was cutting my hair (chin length, layered, not quite Louise Brooks, but short in the back and long in the front), and trying to get directions to a party in Somerville. Near universal stuff.
They did miss some hairs on the nape. Pure white ones, in fact. Wow, I am getting old. That's just going to fuel more 'Waaaaaah, I suck, I'll be old and trapped at this crummy job.'
(Everyone older than me, yes, I know that you can beat me in the age sweepstakes.)
