Went to Atlanta this past weekend for work. I had to attend the American Association of Applied Linguists convention for a recruiting event on applied linguist careers in the federal government. The event went well. We actually do hire applied linguists where I work and will be looking to hire a few this year. I was in Atlanta for less than 24 hours, but did manage to finally eat at the Varsity, after all the raving gtchaos has done about it over the years.
I had been sick before I left and felt even worse when I got back. I decided to take some time off. I'm just feeling very worn out right now and as much as work need me, I feel like I'm just at the breaking point at the moment. If I don't take some time off, I'm just going to get sicker and sicker. I have some work I can do from home, so I'll just work on that for a few days and take some of my built-up leave.
In other news, I am working hard on preparing a sample to send to Viable Paradise for submission. I'm writing more than I have been for awhile, so that makes me feel good. I have to send them 8000 words, which is not that much; moreover, it needs to be the first three chapters, not 8,000 words from the middle of the work. My goal is to have something to them by the end of April, so I feel good at this point, that I will have something ready.
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"AAAGH! You've Infected Me with Your Work Drama!!!"
That was L_ when I met her at the Metro yesterday. And, it's true, work drama is an insidious, contagious disease. (It would make a great t-shirt.)
Basically, I got into it with our group's secretary this week over supply hoarding and ended up staging a raid on the locked supply room. I mean, my people didn't have pens and paper! They were not asking for fuchsia Post-Its. And the secretary could not get off her ass enough to walk across the hall to unlock the supply room. I went ballistic, staged a raid, and sent her an e-mail complaining about her attitude and performance. Then we had to go talk about it. Then she had to take two days off because she was so traumatized by the xp. (sigh)
Why? Just... why?
Basically, I got into it with our group's secretary this week over supply hoarding and ended up staging a raid on the locked supply room. I mean, my people didn't have pens and paper! They were not asking for fuchsia Post-Its. And the secretary could not get off her ass enough to walk across the hall to unlock the supply room. I went ballistic, staged a raid, and sent her an e-mail complaining about her attitude and performance. Then we had to go talk about it. Then she had to take two days off because she was so traumatized by the xp. (sigh)
Why? Just... why?
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