“Relax, It’s Not World War III.”

ahh.
AHHH.
… AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

WHY THE HECK HAVE I BEEN AWAKE FOR THE LAST HOUR AND HALF?!

And the only things I can think about are the things I need to do 5 hours from now when I go into work.

ahhhhhh!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

News: I’ve recently gotten the position of being team lead/manager at work. I mean, it wasn’t SUPPOSED to be this tough a transition. It was SUPPOSED to go smoothly. I was supposed to continue doing development work for a while before fully transitioning into assigning work to teammates as well as doing SOME client interactions.

BUT GUESS WHAT HAPPENS. BABIES. YEAH. THAT’S RIGHT. BABIES HAPPEN.

My project manager had to take an early paternity leave as his wife gave birth two weeks earlier than expected–that is, IMMEDIATELY when I began my role as lead. FUCKED.

Oh, well, what can you do right?

In the middle of the ultra busy season, mixed in with some of our MOST FAVORITE clients, me being a complete n00b to the job, I’ve spent 55% of my week pulling my hair out at work (figure of speech: don’t worry v, i’m not reverting….. yet! ;_;) and the other 45% SLEEPING. It’s sad to say that I have 0 energy for any type of non-work related conversations, and I have to pass on all social activities that occur after work. Yesterday, I slept for 11 hours (8PM – 7AM). Tonight, I went to bed at 9… and here I am…. AWAKE AT 3:45AM, running through my head the checklist of things I need to do in a few hours. Consequently, I gave myself a major headache right now… My body HATES me SO much!!

As the ultimate determinant: I haven’t really felt HUNGRY–not the same kind of hungry where I plan my meals in advance, not the same kind of YEARNING for certain types of foods–all week. How could this BEEEEEE?????? THIS CAN’T BE HEALTHY. This can’t be RIGHT!

Yeah, I’m bitchin’ and complainin’.
Yeah, I signed up for this on my own. But don’t get me wrong–I anticipated that it would be tough and stressful. But I did NOT anticipate not having a project manager around. I don’t even know how to begin explaining what that’s like when I know close to nothing about who what where when how I needed to handle things on Monday morning.

And it 100% does not help that almost every client thinks they should get royal treatment or that they should be the exception amongst all other schools. It’s STANDARD for schools to think they’re the “exception.” And if by chance they ever stumble upon this blog: Check it, homies. You’re NOT the only school we deal with. I mean… what’s the big deal… it’s just students applying to college… ;)
(Stupid disclaimer: there are all my own personal thoughts. not of my employer. done. whatever.)

Okay. Done bitching.

“It’s not World War III”–unless you’re a in a chapter of ESHEN’S GAME!!!

One comment

  1. brent

    hang in there, you’re doing great so far!

    btw, everytime eshen sends an email, it destroys a little alien ship (don’t let him know).

    NICE PICTURE… hahahhahahahaha

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