Last week, I started stitching the Fancy Work ornament for my BIL. I got the outline done, and started stitching the border pattern. It didn't come out quite right on the sides, but I could fudge it. Then I started stitching the top border. It is so way off! Argh! Must begin again...
Other short whinges:
- In gathering the pearl cotton for the Shepherd's Bush stockings, I've now gone to three stores. Still need four colors. Will try store #4 tonight.
- I know stocking shelves isn't fascinating work, but you'd think someone could bother to put the #3 and #5 pearl cottons where they belong. If you go to the AC Moore in Broomall, I fixed them; go before someone screws up my hard work. (Fortunately, I was smart enough to look for the #5 in the #3 area, otherwise I would have left with only two of the seven skeins I needed.)
- I took my stitching out of my work bag in order to make the pearl cotton list, and forgot to put it back. No stitching on the commute. Very frustrating.
- I am working for a drama queen (in this case, he's a man, but I like how it undermines him to call him a drama queen). He sees a piece, yells about how he hates it, then changes one phrase.
- I hate those little cliche work aphorisms, but your lack of organization doesn't constitute an emergency on my part. I'd like to stamp that on some one's head.
- Yeah, work's getting me down. People here operate on the putting out the biggest fire theory of work. Every time the wind blows, the fire shoots up somewhere else. So I'll spend a week writing, say, a president's message, only to have the wind blow. Then I only have a day to change it. Then someone tells me he hates it. And changes three sentences. I might be too good for this.
- I'm too lazy to look for a new job. Laziness, not as bad as you think. As the dude said to me just this morning, "It's hard work to be this lazy. It takes ingenuity, planning, and a strong sense of self." Something like that.
- I'm a volunteer executive board member for a club I'm in and, well, it's a disorganized mess. I'm a little tired of the people who never come to meetings telling us what we should do. I have an idea: if you want to be heard, show up.
3 comments:
Love your enumerated list of peeves, Anna. And I think DH & I (we work for the same company) will surprise our managers by hanging matching signs over our desks that state peeve number 5. ;)
Seriously, I hope you enjoy a great weekend and that you're able to totally let go of the work week. :)
Hope you get your ornament sorted out!
I agree with you on the work thing - I hate the whole idea of just dealing with whichever fire is biggest (or whichever dog is barking loudest) and leaving the rest. I hope you get your ornament sorted out - it's a pretty one.
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