I'm pent up frustrated. If my head were a balloon over an overheated glass bottle, my head would have exploded just now. I've learned over the last couple of years that I can be very vocal about what I need in order to get my job done - I do not have the patience to listen to, or sympathize, with whatever the excuses may be. I'm the person people think they can use/abuse mostly because I seem nice/innocent, but if I have a job to get done, and if an individual puts me in a position where I'm the scapegoat, I will put that person on the block - and let them know what's what. I don't play favoritism, and I don't particular want to play nice, and frankly, I don't care to be liked by everyone - I just want to get my work done and go home, and not have nightmares about what I still have yet to finish.
People better watch out, mid-November is not the time to mess with me... Angela on a rampage is not a pretty sight.
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