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Whistle While You Work

IMG_3547WORK: 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.

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