And Now It Is Raining

What a miserable fucken day. I was cold all day. And now it is raining. The world outside is crying.

This should have been my last day for the week, but because Boris is swanning around Europe, I have to keep working.

This is when the realisation of not saying no (Is that a double negative?) hits me. I really don't want to work any more than my three days a week, fuck Boris and her trips home to her family. It pisses me off that I didn't say no. 

This is when I start saying, Get someone else to fill in for you.

Already the Ponytail from HR wants something.

The big poo wants me to discuss what's her name who is off with terminal cancer. Apparently, she has found another thing to complain about. Jesus, what next! The only thing I can think is, Oh just die will you. But you aren't aloud to say that? She was never that nice, even when she didn't have cancer.

The IT guys want me to oversee the change from computer storage to cloud storage, apparently, I have a meeting about it Monday.

And the auditors are asking for a whole bunch of stuff that they asked Boris for, but apparently, she must have forgotten.

What happened to my quiet life?

Grrrr!