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Le sigh....
Jun. 11th, 2008 05:57 pmIt's been a trying day so far...
Today was the official 'launch day' of the restructure at work, so there was a competition between the Cardiff and Swansea offices to see who could sell the most breakdown cover. As of about three this afternoon, we were winning.
There was also a buffet laid on, and we were allowed to go fetch some food at about quarter past one. I appear to have been the only one on the team not aware of our allotted time, despite it apparently being shouted across the floor most of the morning. When Suzi called over on her way downstairs to get hers, to see if I was coming too, one of the other girls made a quip about being shocked I wasn't the first one through the door!
WTF?
Yes, I enjoy food. My size is proof of that, though I'm hardly morbidly obese, thank you very much! And it may seem like I'm always eating at my desk, but it's harder to judge that when a person's only in for four hours a day. I often walk in with a few odds and ends; some pain au chocolat that are on a 2-for-80p offer in Sainsburys for my breakfast, a bottle (or two if there's a multiby on) of Lucozade and, sometimes whatever I picked up for my lunch. I usually have one pain while I'm waiting for my system to load up and, unless I'm extra hungry, save the second one when the others wander off for their morning break. Today, since my throat's been hurting me, I also picked up a gooseberry fool as I thought it might be a little soothing. As it happens, I'd also forgotten about the buffet, so I'd brought sandwiches and a packet of crisps in with me.
We do often have snack supplies bought with our team fun-money, but we haven't for a while now and I don't raid that very much anyway. One guy on our team was notorious for constantly raiding the cupboard, back when I was only in three days a week, and if anything I used to try and get my fair share! The best stuff was usually gone after a couple of days, anyway.
It just hurts, especially when the person making the remarks has only recently joined the team, having been a phones team supervisor before going on maternity leave. She's made comments about me before, and I'm always stunned because she really doesn't know me!
Gah!
So that had me in a bad mood at work, and then I had to hear all about Rowan acting up at school today and hitting some of his classmates! *scowls* That's not really normal behaviour for him, and his teacher hasn't needed to speak to me about him for months. He can't give me an explanation for his behaviour either. He missed out on going on a nature walk today, having to go sit with the nursery class instead.
We left the school yard on the understanding that he is on punishment this evening, but then he started on at me about going to the cafe for a snack. Even if he'd been an absolute angel today I would still have had to refuse him because I'm short on money right now as there's a bill due in a few days, but he just would not accept this! He created almost constantly, and was practically screaming at me to buy him a drink by the time we got to Tesco to get some supplies for tomorrow's lunches. Then he started claiming he wasn't nagging for a drink to have right then, but for drinks for his lunchbox! I demanded to know what the hell he thought we were in the supermarket for, if not to buy drinks for his lunchbox!
...sometimes, I just don't know.
He's been continuing to play me up since we got home as well, as he's supposed to be cleaning up the bombsite that's supposed to be his room. I think he's going to be cleaning his room every night this week...
Right. Gotta go put some soup on.
Today was the official 'launch day' of the restructure at work, so there was a competition between the Cardiff and Swansea offices to see who could sell the most breakdown cover. As of about three this afternoon, we were winning.
There was also a buffet laid on, and we were allowed to go fetch some food at about quarter past one. I appear to have been the only one on the team not aware of our allotted time, despite it apparently being shouted across the floor most of the morning. When Suzi called over on her way downstairs to get hers, to see if I was coming too, one of the other girls made a quip about being shocked I wasn't the first one through the door!
WTF?
Yes, I enjoy food. My size is proof of that, though I'm hardly morbidly obese, thank you very much! And it may seem like I'm always eating at my desk, but it's harder to judge that when a person's only in for four hours a day. I often walk in with a few odds and ends; some pain au chocolat that are on a 2-for-80p offer in Sainsburys for my breakfast, a bottle (or two if there's a multiby on) of Lucozade and, sometimes whatever I picked up for my lunch. I usually have one pain while I'm waiting for my system to load up and, unless I'm extra hungry, save the second one when the others wander off for their morning break. Today, since my throat's been hurting me, I also picked up a gooseberry fool as I thought it might be a little soothing. As it happens, I'd also forgotten about the buffet, so I'd brought sandwiches and a packet of crisps in with me.
We do often have snack supplies bought with our team fun-money, but we haven't for a while now and I don't raid that very much anyway. One guy on our team was notorious for constantly raiding the cupboard, back when I was only in three days a week, and if anything I used to try and get my fair share! The best stuff was usually gone after a couple of days, anyway.
It just hurts, especially when the person making the remarks has only recently joined the team, having been a phones team supervisor before going on maternity leave. She's made comments about me before, and I'm always stunned because she really doesn't know me!
Gah!
So that had me in a bad mood at work, and then I had to hear all about Rowan acting up at school today and hitting some of his classmates! *scowls* That's not really normal behaviour for him, and his teacher hasn't needed to speak to me about him for months. He can't give me an explanation for his behaviour either. He missed out on going on a nature walk today, having to go sit with the nursery class instead.
We left the school yard on the understanding that he is on punishment this evening, but then he started on at me about going to the cafe for a snack. Even if he'd been an absolute angel today I would still have had to refuse him because I'm short on money right now as there's a bill due in a few days, but he just would not accept this! He created almost constantly, and was practically screaming at me to buy him a drink by the time we got to Tesco to get some supplies for tomorrow's lunches. Then he started claiming he wasn't nagging for a drink to have right then, but for drinks for his lunchbox! I demanded to know what the hell he thought we were in the supermarket for, if not to buy drinks for his lunchbox!
...sometimes, I just don't know.
He's been continuing to play me up since we got home as well, as he's supposed to be cleaning up the bombsite that's supposed to be his room. I think he's going to be cleaning his room every night this week...
Right. Gotta go put some soup on.
