Bumblebee, My Guardian
Why is it that the people who stay with you are the ones who are wankers, and not the nice ones? Early on this morning I had to deal with an IFA who I can only describe as a stupid bitch, and who stubbornly and steadfastly refused to listen to what I was telling her and just stuck with her own ridiculous preconceptions of what she was dealing with. After the fourth time of explaining to her what the situation was, she accused me of being rude. Not much of an accusation I suppose compared to what we have to deal with most days, but no matter how many other clients and IFAs have told me what a good job I've been doing today, the one who thought I was shit was the one that stayed with me.
Ah well.
To cheer me up last night, Shaz bought me a Bumblebee from Toys'R'Us. No ordinary Bumblebee here, although he doesn't transform, he does act as a speaker for mp3 players, records music and plays it back at random (in attempts to communicate, just like the movie!) and generally dances about and lights up and is cool! In fact he's sitting on my desk now, playing the Radio 4 news through his in built speaker (and I suspect, randomly recording bits of it for later use).
I'd like to say that there's more going on in my life right now than the slow motion car crash that is my job, but there really isn't. Until the disciplinary is over (one way or the other) then it's always gonna be on my mind. Hell, even when I'm asleep I can't escape it; I haven't had a decent nights sleep since this all started (admittedly only two nights ago, but even so) but my brain just will not rest! Maybe tonight, eh? Maybe tonight...
posted by BadMonkey @ 5:57 PM
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