ZERO words for the last two days.
I'm letting work get to me. I was literally in tears all last night and the night before and didn't even try to write anything.
You know, sometimes I wish I was one of those people who let it all out at the workplace - tears, rage, frustration-everything. I just take everything with a shit eating grin, drive home and BREAK THE F*CK down.
I think I'm left with little choice than to fire someone and that always ALWAYS makes me puke my guts out for a week before. Especially in this economy - it's brutal out there.
At least this time, it is 100% the employee's fault. Failed to do her work, then stepped on like 7 pairs of the WRONG toes.
Deep breath. Life can't all be good right?
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