Tuesday Woes
Jan. 13th, 2009 10:47 amSo...
Trevor left this morning, which totally blows. I HATE that he lives so far away now. And I don't even know when I'll see him again. Hopefully this summer? We never really get enough time because basically I just want to live in the same place again so that it's just normal to see each other and hang out. I'm really trying not to cry at work here.
Also (in the smaller annoyance sector) my chair at the office is all wrong. I guess my boss used my computer (which he does randomly) and he adjusted it, and now I can't get it to go back to how it was. And it just feels wrong. I asked him about it, and he kind of came in like "hmmm, that's weird - no I think that's as high as it goes. Huh. Maybe you could get a cushion?" and then just left. So thanks for that. But, like, I know where it hit on my desk before, and now it's like two inches below that. And now I'm all low and don't reach the keyboard correctly. It's pissing me off. It feels wrong. So I guess I am bringing in a cushion tomorrow? But seriously, it's not your chair, DON'T FRAKKING MESS WITH IT. Bad enough that he feels free to just come in and log onto my computer. My office here is certainly not my personal space.
Yeah, so the chair thing is annoying, although not life threatening, but it's something to think about other than the fact that this morning might have been the last time I'll see my brother for another six months to a year.
Trevor left this morning, which totally blows. I HATE that he lives so far away now. And I don't even know when I'll see him again. Hopefully this summer? We never really get enough time because basically I just want to live in the same place again so that it's just normal to see each other and hang out. I'm really trying not to cry at work here.
Also (in the smaller annoyance sector) my chair at the office is all wrong. I guess my boss used my computer (which he does randomly) and he adjusted it, and now I can't get it to go back to how it was. And it just feels wrong. I asked him about it, and he kind of came in like "hmmm, that's weird - no I think that's as high as it goes. Huh. Maybe you could get a cushion?" and then just left. So thanks for that. But, like, I know where it hit on my desk before, and now it's like two inches below that. And now I'm all low and don't reach the keyboard correctly. It's pissing me off. It feels wrong. So I guess I am bringing in a cushion tomorrow? But seriously, it's not your chair, DON'T FRAKKING MESS WITH IT. Bad enough that he feels free to just come in and log onto my computer. My office here is certainly not my personal space.
Yeah, so the chair thing is annoying, although not life threatening, but it's something to think about other than the fact that this morning might have been the last time I'll see my brother for another six months to a year.