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.Tuesday, July 28, 2009 ; 9:35 PM -
.His Mercy is New everY mornInG.

............ (*$%^^%$#$%^ .................. (*&^%$#$%^&*())(*&^%.........

this is what has been going on in my brain since I left the office at 830pm. Gibberish. Worry. Anxiety. Practically at the verge of panicking.
It felt like a zombie just entered my body and decided to unwind, rewind and messed up a couple of recordings.
I am tired - mentally and physically. I can't tell my boss that I am at the verge of breaking. Knowing her personality, she will take all upon herself and it will be worst because she has 4 kids and one rather demanding husband.
It felt as if I am fighting alone here. It felt like I am stretch to the thinnest. Any more stretching, this lady her will snap into 2!
HELP!!!!!!

A candidate pulled out earlier. She has a better offer so off she goes to the new position and better salary. I was asked by my manager to find some Korean speaker that is available immediately. When she told me that, I was staring at her, clamping my mouth, trying my best not to explode. Deep Breath...1..2..3...exhale....Deep breath...1...2...3....exhale...
I don't mind helping out. But, I do not want to help out when the main person does not even care! Okay, granted, I do not know the real situation. I do not know whether she is tied up or bothered with family matters. I am not aware of any hidden sickness that causes such drastic change in behaviour. Benefit of doubt to her. And, I should not jump into conclusion.
The moral of the story here, if you want anyone to help, at least show some kind of sign that you are making an effort!
I no longer bother about responding appropriately anymore. Whatever will be, will be.
If you don't want to do this job anymore then quit! If you still want to do this job, do something! anything to show that the effort is there.

Tomorrow is going to be another long day. Please please please let me do my job and stop bothering me with all sorts of distraction. I just want to do my job to the best of my ability. Is it such a hard request??!!!!

I will be working until late hours tomorrow. It is agreed with my boss that I will work late on Wednesday and start at 130pm on Thursday and continued all the way until 11pm. On Friday, I will resume the normal hours. We'll see how it goes. Hopefully Katz will not turn into a panda that got bitten by zombie......

Sigh........







THAT GIRL;Y

~KatZ~

BREAK THE SLIENCE;Y







APPLAUSE;Y

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