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So apparently, my supervisor is even acting suspicious of me. (I think this is her way of dealing with stress.) Because y'know, being on the road since 7:15am, calling to tell her I'd be late, and FINALLY getting in at 8:45 means I was just lying to sleep in. Or something. [Maybe I'm just cranky because I've been woozy and had blurry vision for the last 48 hours now... I really hate these mystery symptoms. My doc wasn't even sure when I went in for the physical, so I have a long naughty-or-nice list for the bloodwork lab when I can make an appiontment.]


Gawd, I am so done with this place. I need to start composing a carefully-worded letter tonight, since I tend to get sniffly and whatnot trying to actually vocalize my frustrations. So I'll have to take the pansy-ass handwritten approach.

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I'm so damn hungry. . . I put away the month's COSTCO order - 10 cases of diet coke, 15 cases of water... heavy stuff, man. I ache everywhere from stress and this weird mystery illness.... God DAMN but it was hard to get my ass out of bed today.

This is why I need a new job - even if it's in the same company (because most of the departments at least protect their own while exploiting them); I ask to go to lunch, get a 'yes', and then suddenly a 'no, wait, you need to stay here because there's a conference call going on' ... and then 'and then you can run errands for us!'

Only if you feed me, bitches.

I have no food. There is nothing in the fridge except seven or eight varieties of soda (which make me sick on an empty stomach).

-.-

I've started to hear from Monster.com folks, though - one offer so far, but it's 19 miles away. I think I'll gracefully decline - I did say I didn't want to commute more than 15 miles, because it's just not worth spending 3 hours of your day in the car. (3hrs x 5days x 52weeks = 780 hours sitting in rush hour traffic per year. No thanks.) But it's a start - exec assist with about a third of the duties I have now, and most of them desk-based.