Whoa, Nelly

If there’s a theme to this day, it’s “How can you work at a communications company and have no communication skills?” With myriad people ON MY LEVEL and directly beneath who come to mind.

Mom said she has no idea where I find the patience to explain, re-explain, correct and re-RE-explain the same shit to the same people, over and over and over again.

I said you see how I have no patience left afterward — they take it alllllll.

I wouldn’t say it was a bad day. But I will say this glass of wine did absolutely NOTHING to help me become any less tightly wound.

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