I might be wrong about this but today is definitely one of those which bring me close to tears.
Feeling so overwhelmed and angry/indignant that I want to cry it.
Don't mean to be catty but when I see some sign-offs, I sort of know I can't expect a helpful/useful piece of work. It's like something won't tie or something would be missing. Obviously, nobody cared. *rolls eyes*
So am trying to figure out why we do funky stuff. Hate this!
Tried so hard, wasted the whole day and only figured it out (sort of) towards the end. Hence, pulling a second shift now.
Everything must be done by Friday. FML.
Next week have to go to Batam to sight 1 measly asset. FML.
Heard the sad truth that there will be severe understaffing at my next bt job. Being both a pessimist and a realist, told my mum my life would suck. She's all 'oh they're just saying'. How optimistic. Riight.
As if bt was not sucky enough. It was the team which made it worthwhile. So now, let's all reassess our options.
Work late and no OT. Tight deadline and no OT. Sucks.
Fact is, I hate you too. So fuck off.
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