Had an exhausting week in an extremely long month. And yes, no one told me this will be simple. In fact, recall distinctly lamenting to Rach that this is the exact reason why am still in the same job. Repeating the same stories to the prada-clad folks is extremely tiresome. Am pretty certain they too are rather fidgety.
Had a really bad one this afternoon. In short, the lack of professionalism on his part caused an insane amount of negative emotions. The endless pushing, the unsaid insults, and those straying eyes. Though impressed him enough to get a 2nd interview, was disturbed enough to dial for comfort. Life went on, in time for another round after work.
Quite unexpectedly, the buddies came to the dreaded townarea to give me the much needed (and quietly appreciated) ra-ra. Nothing too dramatic, nothing out of ordinary. Just some good old drinks and random topics to take my mind off the impending meeting. And even more surprisingly, they stuck around to have supper and coffee with someone who is beginning to doubt her ability to sell herself to another company.
Night went well. Good and cozy, like a security blanket. This must be how it feels to have friends. No wonder people work to keep them.
° excited about the break!