not so rosy..

Things have not been so rosy at work. I am constantly under a lot of pressure and am so stressed out. Morale has been pretty low, and to make matters worst, I now report to a new assistant manager who is an absolute retard. She is a dumb bitch and has the face of a cow and a body of an elephant. The many issues and problems that arise at work are concurrent and there is no end to it.

Last night, in bed, all I can think of is... OK, I have to send that email.. I have to ring that person, I have to do an analysis on why the sky is blue... why didn't I say this to that person? I need to ask that team to submit a report in 5 freaking business days.. blah blah blah blah blah... and then the next thing I knew, it was the crack of dawn, and I have had NO sleep. None at all. I was having some sort of panic attack, and was too exhausted to go to work.

I called in sick, well bad luck.

I tried to be a nice person, so I drove Grumpy to the train station this morning. I received a text message from a friend saying "hey heath ledger is dead", I was shocked, didn't pay attention to my driving and nearly hit another car. OMG. Grumpy was quick to act (my hero) as he swerved the wheel to avoid the other car! That was close! But he was furious at me. I was nearly in tears. Shocked too. But it was OK. At least nothing happened... but still?! Heath Ledger dead?!

I made my way to the doctors just now, just to check my blood pressure.. hehe and to request for a medical certificate - just in case that stupid cow at work asks me for one. The other doctors were fully booked, so I ended up with a bloody rude doctor... NIGHTMARE - she looks like she just stepped out the set of Monsters Inc.

Could my day get any worse?

disco dog

Have you seen my disco dog?

Isn't this picture a classic? I love how I was able to capture this with his tongue out. My dog's such a superstar.

And wait, it gets better.

That's him dancing to Kylie.. because my dog loves disco.

And when he's had WAY too much,

I was trying to get hold of this disco vodka for ages. Finally I was able to score the last 2 bottles. One for me, one for Sydney boy.

It is quite cool. You can take the shell out from the bottle, hang it on the ceiling, and start a dancefloor. hell yeah..

torn

Decisions decisions..

I'm quite bad at negotiating my job offers.

Two years ago, I found myself torn between 2 job offers. Choosing the job wasn't the hard part. But rather, discussing my options - 'What's in it for ME?!', negotiating the pay - also, I find difficult to do. And most importantly - trying NOT to to burn any bridges (this is the hardest part, especially when they are internal roles). If there's one thing I learnt, if you're still not quite sure, they think you are indecisive and not focused. Its like them saying "You don't even know what you want to do!" buh-loody-hell!

Now, I find myself in a very similar situation. Only - I'm going to be more careful this time. Or at least I'll try to be. I still have not done anything... omg. I can never make up my mind. But I won't let either one GET to me.