Working with people...
I'm against it!
I don't know how you people do it, but I applaud you all. Yes you lot, you people who read this blog. You who get up in the morning every day, shower, get dressed, grab a bowl of cereal and leave your homes to travel to work. You're probably sitting at a desk right this second, aren't you? I bet some of you have said 'good morning' at least eight times by now. Urghhh. I never thought I'd say it, but you have my deepest and profoundest respect.
Today is Wednesday and in one hours time I must again work with 'people'. I have been working with people all week.
It is killing me.
Perhaps I am spoiled ( what?), perhaps I take working for myself for granted (moi?) either way after this week I do solemnly swear to NEVER again EVER complain about it. I will read other folks' blogs and tremble at the mention of offices and managers and financial thingimijiggies. I will quietly press a damp face cloth to the nape of my neck when I hear about watercooler conversations and traffic problems, vindictive bosses, bitchy colleagues. Because I see it now, the anger, the hatred, the slap a hand off your forehead hard enough to knock yourself out with frustration-ness of dealing with other people on a daily basis.
Working with other folk...I"m against it I tell you! Against!