6:22 PM

Skye's Terrible, Horrible, No Good Week

Posted by Skye |

As terrible, horrible and no good a week can be in Skye's world...

Work this week has closely resembled the Medieval Help Desk in this YouTube video. Only I did not laugh as much in my real life profession - heaven help you if I am displeased.

Let me be clear, I absolutely adore my chosen profession - most of the time. It is a week like this that make me appreciate all the time I spent in super secret Blackwater-esque training classes. :)

I cannot place the full blame on work issues. Three days of little to no sleep due to my involvement in a video project makes me quite cranky; heaven help the fools that I find violating workplace policies this week.

Today, I reached a high (or low) point in my terrible, horrible, no good week. A very good friend of mine sent out a rather boneheaded email and CC'd the ENTIRE world. This email, as I suspected, should only have been shared between two people. One response to this email truly disturbed me. It was written by a likable fellow whom I've grown to deeply respect, a man who is greatly involved in his community. Perhaps I am coloring his response with my own bad mood and lack of sleep. Perhaps he spoke out of turn and would like to reclarify his statement. Perhaps, Perhaps...

UPDATE: Upon sleep and reflection, I see that this man and I were on the same page regarding the email conversation. For my outburst, I do apologize to him.
However, this ill-conceived email has dragged all of us into mud - this should have never occured.

Even in my darkest mood, I always manage to find a ray of light. This particular 'ray of light' came in the form poem sent to me by my newest friend - TSO:

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run - Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a [Woman, my Daughter]!


Thank you, dear readers, for letting me vent.

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