Work related cattiness

So you think that adding my new project to your responsibilities in the database makes you look important, huh? And it's in no way going to make you look really silly when people search the database for that project, find your name and ask you a question that you are not going to have any idea of the answer?

Just don't expect me to trip over myself to sort it out - personally I don't give a toss who says that they're getting credit for it. But the fact you also filled my document with pointless little 6x4cm screenshots, then took the executive decision to send it straight to the printers while I was in a 2-hour meeting has offended both my sense of aesthetics and my professional pride.

And while we're on the subject of you, dear, simpering and giggling whenever a male colleague talks to you just doesn't make you look too bright.

Have I got an invisible sign on my head that says "piss me off" this week? OK - I'm done. Nothing to see here... move along.

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'Tis bloody hot, so I'm now reduced to a grumpy, sleep deprived state perfectly exemplified by my last post. Things are not helped by my amazing plan of curing feeling too hot by eating strong Thai curry last night. Normally I can merrily munch away a great deal of chillies, but I think I may have permanently burned out my head, circulatory system and stomach lining :D Still had a good night out with the tech support division. Not sure how I got invited along, but I'm not complaining.

Work is muggy and stressful at the moment - perhaps we should have invested the money spent on the naff "ventilation" system on proper AC? I'm not sure who it is who gets invited on these project teams, but they sure haven't got any sense. Spent a good long lunch with my one true friend from work, discussing this and that. A lot of it centred around the nature of friendships - both introverted people, we've slowly got to grips with the concept of having more than one best friend. I think the best analogy we drew was compraing friends to sections around a circle - each friend has their own place that they fit on the wheel. Mind you, a large glass of wine on an empty, sleepy stomach probably made the whole analogy less clear than it now seems in retrospect.

I think a shower would probably offer temporary relief from the nightmare that is British summertime.

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