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tiamatladySo I'm not even a half hour away from my phone call into work. I haven't even started to decide where to start with what I need to do (a symptom of being burned out.) I've got
- guilt from calling in and the "Oh um, there's a LOT to do here" from the receptionist (However she also said my boss had left stuff with *insert name here, the woman I call "The bitch who thinks I want her job and therefore treats me like shit and like I'm stupid so I'll quit first."* and she was going to show me what's up. That's NOT my idea of fun and a reason for me to stay home.)
- the email I got after telling someone I was too busy to do their stuff. I can practically FEEL the angst dripping off it. it doesn't work. I'm still not doing any of what I consider "pro bono" work til at least May. Lou is the only exception, mostly since he's in Iraq or somewhere and isn't bugging the shit out of me.
- THEN the call from the guy I've been trying to do work for. He's useless. He provides all his check stubs for me, I match up the cash, match up the income. I explain to him the whole "cash" thing, how we're not claiming as income anything he didn't deposit (a valid way of dealing with that BTW) but I forgot he probably had a form floating around. OK, so his accountant finds the form in his personal stuff. And we need to match the amount to his income. So, can I 1) do this (here's where my mind freezes) make the changes 2) get that information, the new printouts, to him AND his accountant and 3) can the accountant "have a chat" with me after the season so we can "Be on the same page?"
OK, this is when I start to feel the stones on my chest. It's the whole "You don't know what you're doing" from someone I consider either a business equal, or professional (if you're a skanky little ho like Flopsy, who decided to tell everyone at ManRay what a "bad accountant" I was, considering she and I are NOT on equal terms, me NOT BEING a whore, I don't find her credibile.) All I can say is that I'm having issues with my schedule, and that I HATE having things eff with my day, or week. I HATE that I've had to cancel appointments or reschedule things, I even feel bad about today I hate losing my day off Sunday. And I JUST feel like I got my schedule back under control.
This is why I hate my Cambridge client - the one who calls at 10PM. They invade my time not working. And, it's not like I Have a lot of "not working" time. If I did, it wouldn't be such an issue. So this guy wants me to rearriage things to accomodate him, effing with my alreadfy effed schedule.
I'm about ready to scream. I'm overloaded - too much stimulus.
Of course, I can't do any of this til I run out ELSEWHERE, to pick up something for my Cape CPA, per a phone call I just got.
Grrrrrrrrr.
After I run out and pick up this thing, from the SAME asshat who made me feel bad yesterday ! BTW, I'm getting something to eat for before I go out tonight, I'm calling the other guy back and telling him what I need to correct his stuff. And that I want it NOW. It's the thing my vocal cords wouldn't let me get out - I said I didn't have time to do it, and I felt like he was either trying to wheedle me into it, or assume me that I didn't have to have a nervous breakdown. I don't like that my clients think I'm overemotional. I need to change this - my off time shouldn't invade my work time. So I just need a time out.
*sighs*
- guilt from calling in and the "Oh um, there's a LOT to do here" from the receptionist (However she also said my boss had left stuff with *insert name here, the woman I call "The bitch who thinks I want her job and therefore treats me like shit and like I'm stupid so I'll quit first."* and she was going to show me what's up. That's NOT my idea of fun and a reason for me to stay home.)
- the email I got after telling someone I was too busy to do their stuff. I can practically FEEL the angst dripping off it. it doesn't work. I'm still not doing any of what I consider "pro bono" work til at least May. Lou is the only exception, mostly since he's in Iraq or somewhere and isn't bugging the shit out of me.
- THEN the call from the guy I've been trying to do work for. He's useless. He provides all his check stubs for me, I match up the cash, match up the income. I explain to him the whole "cash" thing, how we're not claiming as income anything he didn't deposit (a valid way of dealing with that BTW) but I forgot he probably had a form floating around. OK, so his accountant finds the form in his personal stuff. And we need to match the amount to his income. So, can I 1) do this (here's where my mind freezes) make the changes 2) get that information, the new printouts, to him AND his accountant and 3) can the accountant "have a chat" with me after the season so we can "Be on the same page?"
OK, this is when I start to feel the stones on my chest. It's the whole "You don't know what you're doing" from someone I consider either a business equal, or professional (if you're a skanky little ho like Flopsy, who decided to tell everyone at ManRay what a "bad accountant" I was, considering she and I are NOT on equal terms, me NOT BEING a whore, I don't find her credibile.) All I can say is that I'm having issues with my schedule, and that I HATE having things eff with my day, or week. I HATE that I've had to cancel appointments or reschedule things, I even feel bad about today I hate losing my day off Sunday. And I JUST feel like I got my schedule back under control.
This is why I hate my Cambridge client - the one who calls at 10PM. They invade my time not working. And, it's not like I Have a lot of "not working" time. If I did, it wouldn't be such an issue. So this guy wants me to rearriage things to accomodate him, effing with my alreadfy effed schedule.
I'm about ready to scream. I'm overloaded - too much stimulus.
Of course, I can't do any of this til I run out ELSEWHERE, to pick up something for my Cape CPA, per a phone call I just got.
Grrrrrrrrr.
After I run out and pick up this thing, from the SAME asshat who made me feel bad yesterday ! BTW, I'm getting something to eat for before I go out tonight, I'm calling the other guy back and telling him what I need to correct his stuff. And that I want it NOW. It's the thing my vocal cords wouldn't let me get out - I said I didn't have time to do it, and I felt like he was either trying to wheedle me into it, or assume me that I didn't have to have a nervous breakdown. I don't like that my clients think I'm overemotional. I need to change this - my off time shouldn't invade my work time. So I just need a time out.
*sighs*
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Just to say...
Date: 2004-03-26 06:51 pm (UTC)Sorry if it seemed otherwise. Good luck with the remainder of the season.