This week is fired
Apr. 19th, 2013 02:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularOf course, the news from around the world has been rather horrifying. Especially the news from back in the good old U.S. of A. - to the point where smiting people with a Halligan bar sounds closer to rational discourse than is strictly proper.
Then there's the chaos closer to home. Tempers are high all over, of course, but the office turned out to be the flash point in the last couple of days.
Ever been in a situation where personalities are making the environment so toxic that you find you need to escape at a dead run?
That was me this morning - only my dead run came to a crashing stop halfway down the first flight of stairs, courtesy of a twisted ankle. Which brought me right back into the insanity zone.
Ultimately, it was decided that the screaming (by higher authorities) wasn't going to stop, so the best option for someone on the ragged edge of a breakdown would be to work from home. I was by no means the only one adversely affected by the atmosphere; I was just the one who'd broken first.
That's how I ended up walking home in the rain on a twisted ankle, to a markedly quieter environment, to accomplish the work that needs doing that would have no chance of getting done at the office.
(I originally wrote "hopefully accomplish", but then I tabbed back from this entry to the work and knocked it off quickly.)
At least I've got the weekend to decompress and gauge how my ankle will recover.
And at that, I'm much better off than many others.
Then there's the chaos closer to home. Tempers are high all over, of course, but the office turned out to be the flash point in the last couple of days.
Ever been in a situation where personalities are making the environment so toxic that you find you need to escape at a dead run?
That was me this morning - only my dead run came to a crashing stop halfway down the first flight of stairs, courtesy of a twisted ankle. Which brought me right back into the insanity zone.
Ultimately, it was decided that the screaming (by higher authorities) wasn't going to stop, so the best option for someone on the ragged edge of a breakdown would be to work from home. I was by no means the only one adversely affected by the atmosphere; I was just the one who'd broken first.
That's how I ended up walking home in the rain on a twisted ankle, to a markedly quieter environment, to accomplish the work that needs doing that would have no chance of getting done at the office.
(I originally wrote "hopefully accomplish", but then I tabbed back from this entry to the work and knocked it off quickly.)
At least I've got the weekend to decompress and gauge how my ankle will recover.
And at that, I'm much better off than many others.
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Date: 2013-04-20 01:50 am (UTC)Take it easy this weekend.