May 7th 2019

Today my short week started with a long day. It was the kind of Tuesday that definitely felt like a Monday, except it was more pressured than a Monday because the week is shorter so everyone’s gotta get the same amount of work done in 20% less time. That meant that my day both started and ended with passive aggression and sarcasm. From me, and to me.

I’ve recently developed this annoying habit of standing up for myself and speaking freely when I disagree with something. It doesn’t sound like a bad thing, but in a work environment, I’m worried that sometimes I say too much, and would be better served by subservience and/or silence.

It’s just really annoying to have someone say one thing to your face, and then firstly deny that they’d said it, and then secondly, when called out on it, explain “well you must have misinterpreted what I said”.

No, pal. I didn’t.

Everyone pushed my buttons today. But that might mean that my buttons are just easier to push now. Also, “pushing my buttons” is one of those weird British idioms which makes absolutely no sense when you think about it, but I’ve somehow extended it into a drawn-out metaphor to represent the fact that I’m in a bad mood.

Until tomorrow, could you tell?


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