chinese water torture of a day....
Nov. 15th, 2006 06:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
growyourwingsRanting to no one in particular....
Okay... I feel a little better, now that I've at least dumped-on the Galactic AC.
....to let off steam....
Am I just getting old? I call this my chinese-water-torture suck of a day. Technology just hated me today. Every little thing that could go wrong with a PC, phone, laptop, system, etc--seemed to go wrong. Nothing major. Just lots and lots of little things. And then the topper of the day came when one of my new employee's emailed me saying "I'm sorry, but I quit as of right now." (Actually, I was beginning to doubt that she would work out--but still.) My tolerance for things not working correctly has gone *way* down (which is why I ask if I'm just getting old.) I feel like a "grumpy old man" ('cept I'm a woman.)
And I have no one to complain to, commiserate with, or blow of steam with. My daughter is away at college, Bob's working out of town (and a phone call just doesn't *do* it here), my 13-year-old son is buried in his computer (plus he just wouldn't get it.) Teri is unavailable. It's time like these that I realize that I've let my network of non-work, non-family friends dwindle to nothing. I thought 'bout calling Nancy--but you know, I'm tired of always being the one to call. Grumble, grumble, grumble. grrrrr. I need to get drunk, act rowdy and then get laid. And 'tho I could get drunk--it would be a lonely drunk--which is not what I need.
Am I just getting old? I call this my chinese-water-torture suck of a day. Technology just hated me today. Every little thing that could go wrong with a PC, phone, laptop, system, etc--seemed to go wrong. Nothing major. Just lots and lots of little things. And then the topper of the day came when one of my new employee's emailed me saying "I'm sorry, but I quit as of right now." (Actually, I was beginning to doubt that she would work out--but still.) My tolerance for things not working correctly has gone *way* down (which is why I ask if I'm just getting old.) I feel like a "grumpy old man" ('cept I'm a woman.)
And I have no one to complain to, commiserate with, or blow of steam with. My daughter is away at college, Bob's working out of town (and a phone call just doesn't *do* it here), my 13-year-old son is buried in his computer (plus he just wouldn't get it.) Teri is unavailable. It's time like these that I realize that I've let my network of non-work, non-family friends dwindle to nothing. I thought 'bout calling Nancy--but you know, I'm tired of always being the one to call. Grumble, grumble, grumble. grrrrr. I need to get drunk, act rowdy and then get laid. And 'tho I could get drunk--it would be a lonely drunk--which is not what I need.
Okay... I feel a little better, now that I've at least dumped-on the Galactic AC.
