Mogging Myself
Future Workplace Aneurism.
I blew up on my boss yesterday and got teary-eyed. I am not one to stand up for myself, so I rarely get the opportunity to stress-test my willpower.
All I wanted to say was that I'm stressed, and I don't want to cover 2 roles anymore.
In fact, I did say this. And my boss reiterated that the problem was "out of her hands". The guy who was supposed to cover this role was a no-show, and they're swapping MSPs because of how slow-minded our current one is.
So in short, I'm stuck between a cock and a hard dick.
Come January when people are actually hiring, I'll be packing my little IT bags and fucking off to greener pastures.
Wasting Away.
I went on a really nice bike ride on Sunday. It was perfect sunset time, and there were a lot of people outside.
The weather was crisp, and the clouds were pink and orange. I stopped halfway and had some walnuts and raisins to refuel. That mix goes hard.
The water fountain I use in a nature reserve area is freezing cold right now. That bottle refill sip hits different.
I passed a huge family taking pictures on a wooden bridge. They were all in their pajamas - most likely a Christmas picture thing.
"filling my silly little lungs with fresh air getting high on the splendors of life being a little whimsical guy" -My friend; on the topic of me going on bike rides.
I felt sad when I got home because of how nice it was.
I hope to have much more like that one.