WORK: I’m so tired, I feel like throwing up. I’m over-caffeinated and sleep-deprived. I was told jokingly, but probably factually that my bonus was dependent on a certain metric. I have not felt this kind of pressure at work in a very long time. Add to the mix that I’m the only grunt worker who supports the group at headquarters every single day versus others who are part-time or work in other locations. So I get stuck with phone calls, responding to letters, and doing a bunch of miscellaneous shit. I had a ‘woe is me’ moment last night. It’s just not fair, blah, blah, fucking blah.
At least I have a job. At least I have several years worth of savings. At least I have a roof over my head. A friend from high school said that the hardest thing was really wanting to work, desperate for a job, but not having the chance. I try to remember her words whenever I complain about my situation.
FRAUD: A couple fraudulent Microsoft X-Box charges for $50 each posted to my credit card a few days ago. I called Charles Schwab. “I honestly don’t even know what X-Box is. I had to ask my coworkers.”
“Do you have any kids at home?”
“Unless you consider my fiancé a kid, no.”
“That’s funny. Well I’m going to go ahead and credit your account for those charges, close out the account, and open up a new one for you.”
NOOOOO! Painful because now I have to call everyone who’s linked to my credit card: PG&E, Club One, internet services. I have no idea. I have to scrutinize my bills for the past couple months and figure it out. Then I have to call and deal with some customer service rep in Hyderabad who I can’t understand.
HELP: I need either a vacation or a personal assistant.