at work, I've been compiling these certificate reprints (128 to be exact), which I needed to match up with the corresponding apology letters AND the mailing labels, stuff them all in separate envelopes (as they all shipped to the home addresses) and then get them all mailed off. HUGE project, right? Which is fine, whatever, but there are plenty of people to help me. Would I accept anyone's help? Of course not. I'd rather sit at my desk and bitch about how long this project is taking than just accept someone's help (because apparently no one else is able to stuff an envelope quite as well as me - what is that about???). I'm finished, thank goodness (since if I saw one more certificate I just might scream), but I don't understand what set me off into Super Martyr mode. I used to have a co-worker who was the Queen of all Super Martyrs (in fact, her nickname is still Martyr), so perhaps she just rubbed off on me? Anyway, enough of that. Off to the park. :) Have a great night.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Super Martyr
I don't know what my problem is today, but apparently I'm in total Super Martyr mode. Allow me to explain - for the past few days 
at work, I've been compiling these certificate reprints (128 to be exact), which I needed to match up with the corresponding apology letters AND the mailing labels, stuff them all in separate envelopes (as they all shipped to the home addresses) and then get them all mailed off. HUGE project, right? Which is fine, whatever, but there are plenty of people to help me. Would I accept anyone's help? Of course not. I'd rather sit at my desk and bitch about how long this project is taking than just accept someone's help (because apparently no one else is able to stuff an envelope quite as well as me - what is that about???). I'm finished, thank goodness (since if I saw one more certificate I just might scream), but I don't understand what set me off into Super Martyr mode. I used to have a co-worker who was the Queen of all Super Martyrs (in fact, her nickname is still Martyr), so perhaps she just rubbed off on me? Anyway, enough of that. Off to the park. :) Have a great night.
at work, I've been compiling these certificate reprints (128 to be exact), which I needed to match up with the corresponding apology letters AND the mailing labels, stuff them all in separate envelopes (as they all shipped to the home addresses) and then get them all mailed off. HUGE project, right? Which is fine, whatever, but there are plenty of people to help me. Would I accept anyone's help? Of course not. I'd rather sit at my desk and bitch about how long this project is taking than just accept someone's help (because apparently no one else is able to stuff an envelope quite as well as me - what is that about???). I'm finished, thank goodness (since if I saw one more certificate I just might scream), but I don't understand what set me off into Super Martyr mode. I used to have a co-worker who was the Queen of all Super Martyrs (in fact, her nickname is still Martyr), so perhaps she just rubbed off on me? Anyway, enough of that. Off to the park. :) Have a great night.
Super Martyr?! Not you! (wink) I love Wal-Mart too. Thanks for coming out of the closet with that...it made it easier for me.
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