Showing posts with label Fed up. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fed up. Show all posts

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Where had I gone

I have no clue what triggerred these events in the last few days.


I had been feeling really down, over-stressed, unappreciated and isolated.

This had led me to do stupid things like picking fights with everyone, my inability to take the lightest of practical jokes and a certain un-craving for life in general, I even beat one of my colleagues at work.

My temper was getting out of hand to the extent that I was called last thursday to the C.F.O.'s office asking me to leave earlier than usual as I was causing too many problems, he told me to go fix my own problems over the weekend and come back on sunday with a clearer head.

Well, I am glad to announce that it was all in my head, nothing more, nothing less.

Certain attitudes around me were stepping on my nerves, cause of my usual habit of associating different - sometimes unrelated - events together to try and form a pattern.

I was getting the wrong patterns.

Anyway, I'm back, I hope permanently this time.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

He just can't

Obviously our CFO can't live without making absurd requests at the 11th hour, he's not even in the country, but god bless e-mails, just as I was hoping for a streamlined calm week as well.


He wants us to report today, how so, when there is a global system problem with closing 2008, not all the balances have been moved yet, this is already HQ's problem, not our's, there's a whole freeze on reporting till IT resolve the issue.

But, hell no, report offline, so now I'm expected to go ask each and every single accountant what pending items he has, consolidate those, add them to whatever's on the system, and obtain a "rough estimate" of the results.

Hell, the figures will be gravely wrong, we all know that, but like a kid sneeking on his christmas gift, he's impatient to know the results.

I mean, Corporate IT created this mess, why should Egypt's reporting come with a manual walk-around, and what's the hurrryyyyyyy|!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Brick Walls, I can't breath anymore

Here's the story in a nut shell, my circle of people consists of the following group.

1. Someone who'll do anything to get whatever they want in life, even stepping on their closest friends.
2. Someone who thinks they can handle themselves with anything life throws at them, when in fact, they're as vulnerable as a new born cat.
3. Someone who'll get upset about anything that clashes with what they believe.
4. Someone who's had a bad experience and won't let themselves try and let anyone else have a go.

Now, here's how they interact:

A. We have (1) making passes at (2), when failing, tries to turn me against (2).
B. (2) despises (1), and they're right.
C. (1) pulls (3's) leg by indulging in provocative conversations, (3) demands (1's) head in return.
D. (4) is just unsure what they want to do, which makes life difficult to everyone.

Now, here's the usual conversation:

1. Thinks you over-react.
2. Tells you you think too much.
3. Tells you you're far too lenient.
4. Tells you you deserve a better life.


With me in the middle trying to keep everyone happy, and I'm tired of it, I'm pushing 4 walls that are closing in on me.

FFS, why can't I be as happy as everyone else, is this a crime?!!