studentdriver

My brain feels so let down.

Got home Sunday afternoon from a long/wonderful date, excited about the week to come. A week where I only had work, a week where she and I were possibly going to get together every day. Glanced at my school schedule to see when I needed to go back, and realized that I'd done the absent-minded-professor thing again. School starts this Wednesday.

I was so ready for a mental vacation, had myself all psyched up, and voila. I don't even get a week off of school. Blah.

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Stress at work. I shouldn't have to tell managers that they aren't supposed to talk about me to other associates. And I shouldn't have to fend off retaliation from said manager.

I've outlasted every "problem" manager I've been faced with, and I'll outlast this one too, but God, I hate dealing with them at all.