Goth dammit
Mar. 7th, 2004 06:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tiamatladyEvery freaking TIME I work here, I get a huge paper cut like I'm trying to kill myself. I swear. This time it's in the join of my pinky finger/hand and it actually cut off skin!
And this place is just strange. Like my boss shut off most of the lights when he left (unlike me, he's a morning person, so he was outta here at 4:30.) I had to turn them on, I'm sorry but this place has too many strange noises for me to sit here in the almost dark.
And then there's the stupid downstairs storage. Down the MOST rickety spiral staircase I've EVER seen. I'm afraid it's just going to plunge into the dark. AND man is it dark, until I get there and turn on the lights. Then I have to dig through WAY too many file cabinets to find everything I need, since the secretary knows where everything is and doesn't feel the need to label the drawers. IN the drawers the files are so many and so tight, I have to dig amongst them for my work. Hence the paper cuts.
And my evil tooth is REALLY acting up. Like it needs to be pulled or blocked off again. My dentists wil be pissed I Haven't had it pulled yet, but the surgery he wants for me costs 2 grand and I don't have it yet. (Three wisdoms and a molar, with the beginnings of a post for an implant. Personally, I just want the damn thing out and for it to stop hurting. Asshat.) Of course, this is the EXACT time I can't deal with it. Nice. Very very nice.
I'm going to give in and take an Aleve. I wasn't going to but after hauling three huge files up the rickety stairs, the increased blood flow has caused the tooth to start throbbing. It took TWO pills yeasterday to shut it up, and as soon as I got diner (Hmmm, Chicken Katsu) it started again. But I have too much work, and I'd like to get it all accomplished and go home. *sighs**looks around* not like that's happening any time soon.
And this place is just strange. Like my boss shut off most of the lights when he left (unlike me, he's a morning person, so he was outta here at 4:30.) I had to turn them on, I'm sorry but this place has too many strange noises for me to sit here in the almost dark.
And then there's the stupid downstairs storage. Down the MOST rickety spiral staircase I've EVER seen. I'm afraid it's just going to plunge into the dark. AND man is it dark, until I get there and turn on the lights. Then I have to dig through WAY too many file cabinets to find everything I need, since the secretary knows where everything is and doesn't feel the need to label the drawers. IN the drawers the files are so many and so tight, I have to dig amongst them for my work. Hence the paper cuts.
And my evil tooth is REALLY acting up. Like it needs to be pulled or blocked off again. My dentists wil be pissed I Haven't had it pulled yet, but the surgery he wants for me costs 2 grand and I don't have it yet. (Three wisdoms and a molar, with the beginnings of a post for an implant. Personally, I just want the damn thing out and for it to stop hurting. Asshat.) Of course, this is the EXACT time I can't deal with it. Nice. Very very nice.
I'm going to give in and take an Aleve. I wasn't going to but after hauling three huge files up the rickety stairs, the increased blood flow has caused the tooth to start throbbing. It took TWO pills yeasterday to shut it up, and as soon as I got diner (Hmmm, Chicken Katsu) it started again. But I have too much work, and I'd like to get it all accomplished and go home. *sighs**looks around* not like that's happening any time soon.
