Out of pure frustration.
Frustration at myself, because I know this work it is just my stupid fucking brain that won’t catch up.
Frustration at my boss because he just won’t cut me a break.
Frustration at the self important fucking mole that has decided that she will not speak to me because of some perceived slight on my part and then the weak minded minions that will only deign to speak to me when Miss Bug Up Her Butt is not in the office.
I got hauled into a meeting room today because I refused to learn the new finance system TODAY when I was trying to reacquaint myself with something I haven’t done since before Brain Fart 2011.
He wants me to learn it next week. We will sit in a nice quiet room and he will get us lattes and I can take all the time I want.
FUCK ME DEAD he just doesn’t get it.
I can’t WILL my brain to work.
I can’t just fucking DECIDE that today is the day that I am going to be fine and dandy and be the old Kelley again.
It is just not going to happen.
I ask him if he has read the report from the Neurologist that THEY sent me to.
Of course he hasn’t.
Because the report tells them to pull their fucking heads in and be fucking thankful that I haven’t sued them yet.
Then as I am trying to keep my shit together someone comments on the water I am drinking. That maybe I should stop and think and drink a glass before I eat.
REALLY? FUCKING REALLY?
So not only am I fat but I am lazy and stubborn too.
I don’t need this fucking shit.
I need a burger… I mean GLASS OF WATER.