I guess it’s possible I’m still burnt out.
I’ve had a vacation (in April/May) and I just had a mini vacation. That should be enough to recharge anyone but I’m not recharged. I’m frustrated. Perspective and a good attitude are a constant struggle, I guess. I can’t stop being thin skinned about everything. I have actually really great coworkers, not a single person I dislike across the company. How rare is that? Our owner of just over a year is a hands on, very smart man who I trust to be fair to us. I live on Cape Cod and I have a non seasonal job with a good boss. Let me emphasize just how rare that is. It’s rarer than a very rare thing indeed. It’s rarer than a good analogy.
But, the jerks I deal with get to me so easily — and that they’re outnumbered by neutral or even good people doesn’t seem to help. The 9000000000 year old man who accused me of hacking his computer? Logically, that should have just been something to laugh off after he left the store because it IS kind of hilarious (the “hack” he experienced was a phishing email). But these incidents make me this enormous ball of rage that lowers my patience for the regular people, the ones who just are clueless and not actively obnoxious.
I want to preorder the new iPad.
It hasn’t been announced, we don’t even know that there will be one.
But it was on TV! I saw it on TV!
My inclination lately has been to mock. I thought it was making me feel better, letting the steam off. But actually, I think it makes me feel worse. Sure, it’s annoying when people swallow Apple rumors hook line and sinker, but it’s hardly a monstrous behavior. It’s definitely frustrating when people come in super angry about minor problems, but that anger is rooted in fear, and I get that.
Oh I can’t come in, I live all the way in Harwich!
Everyone’s gotta complain sometimes. I have so little patience for the people twenty minutes away who act like they are all the way in Boston. But this constant annoyance, it’s clearly not doing me any favors. I don’t like who I am, ragey all the time. There are things worth getting worked up about and there are things that aren’t. I admire the coworkers I’ve got who don’t let things get to them because a) they see how absurd it is and b) know it doesn’t really matter.
Meanwhile, I started off yesterday with an email that instantly put my back up, and I wrote what I thought was a reasonable reply but then fretted about for a few hours (the customer thought it was a reasonable reply too, so it was actually fine). Today started out better — the sweetest, happiest customer I’ve EVER had, the one that everyone remembers, wrote.
Hi Dear Annie,
I’m so glad you were off, you deserve it a lovely vacation!
Talk to you later, alligator!!
it ended. Sure, she sounds like a kindergarden teacher in her emails, but really, how great is that? How great is being so happy that your emails just bubble over with it? I could do with being a bit more like her. Time to shut down the GlaDOS in my head for a while.