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thessalian ([personal profile] thessalian) wrote2008-10-13 01:08 pm
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It Gets Worse

Apparently, I cannot leave my desk anymore without someone coming in and fucking with things.

I have a few stacks of notes that have to be booked back to file. They are in a certain order so that when I have the time to actually book the damn things back to file (after I finish this tape, in short), I can do it easily, quickly and with a minimum of faff. However.

I went out to lunch. I came back to find them totally disordered, with the letter stacks I'd put on top of them for filing ease more or less lumped together in disparate piles. Apparently, someone needed a set of notes (which is fine) but couldn't be arsed to tidy things up the way they found them once they'd located the notes they needed. NOT FINE.

Today seems to be dedicated to making my life harder. It feels like someone's trying to drill a hole in the back of my skull (yay pinpoint headaches!) and right now all I want to do is scream, cry or hit something. Or someone. Please, someone come up with a good excuse to get me out of here or I am going to go totally psycho.

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