As the Work Turns
So yesterday there was Drama at work. It seems I get drug into everytime as everybody else confides in me about each other. At lunch yesterday the lady at the front desk blew up at the boss. After the boss left she came to me and confided in me. I tried to calm her down but she worries herself to pieces. I get to work this morning and she has called in sick. The boss then ask me if she said anything after she left yesterday and I told her my coworker was breaking down and convinced the boss was going to fire her.
When i came to work here i told them i wanted no drama. I have a mind to go to work as a freelancer so Im not stuck in any particular place.
Treehouse Oasis and Chicken Dreams...i cant wait.
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I wish I could report that working as a freelancer/contractor was less stressful than putting up with the same assholes every day, but it was closer to a never-ending job (client) hunt and numerous asshole bosses instead of just one or three.
My chickens flew out of the roost at high speeds and quarrelsome humor this morning. It was an entertaining morning show, but it got me wondering if there was something in the air, beside the residuals of our triple digit heat days. The sub-tropical August is gusting. Police and other public statistic keepers all agree that tempers get short during those triple digit days.
Only one more work day till treehouse day! ! ! Yay! ! ! You can do this! ! !
Thanks Arfie..im not backing out now. Ill take a picture of the flock and post it. Am a little worried about the heat, but am takimg ample water. Roomie says it may even get chilly at night under the trees. We'll see:)