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chocolatepotJust had the most INTENSE mortality panic attack while taking a shower. Well, technically it wasn't more intense than others I've had, but usually the bad ones are when I'm in bed with the lights off. I was just thinking about how I thought I was done with the quarter life crises last year, but of course I'm still in the middle of it, and then this wave of horror at dying went through me, to the point where my hands were kind of shaky and I dug my fingernails into my side a bit. Nasty.
Work was better today. I think I impressed the AM when we worked together to fill up the front cake case, and I'm coming to an understanding that she may be as sensitive as I am, it's just that while I focus on her and her potential disdain for me, she is focused on the upper level managers and inspectors. While the manager has an air of "eh, you're new, it doesn't really matter," she can't see it that way.
Don't have to be in until nine tomorrow. Nine! Alarm turned off.
Work was better today. I think I impressed the AM when we worked together to fill up the front cake case, and I'm coming to an understanding that she may be as sensitive as I am, it's just that while I focus on her and her potential disdain for me, she is focused on the upper level managers and inspectors. While the manager has an air of "eh, you're new, it doesn't really matter," she can't see it that way.
Don't have to be in until nine tomorrow. Nine! Alarm turned off.
