I'm busy, but I'm learning to like it more. Ya actually work isn't as dreadful (as long as people you talk to understand English), and if the people around you are nice.
Nice enough to bear with your occasional outbursts, wait for you to go home (that can mean up to 9+!), share my bottle of Coke even though it means more spoonfuls of sugar, and so on.
Today, I had another interesting revelation. When I don't like a person, means I don't like a person. Sometimes the dislike will go away, but it resurfaces faster than you can say McDonalds. And it took me by surprise.
2 major ways to keep out of my bad books:
- Don't breathe down my neck
- Don't dictate what I should or should not do
And surprisingly, this time, it isn't people at work who stepped on my tail.
Current Mood:
exhausted