In under 5 days I've been hassled and spat on by strangers on the bus, forced myself to relax and ended up forgetting work commitments, my tax bill is due and nobody is paying me, and today my first face to face client meeting the bloody fire alarm goes off, client has an anxiety attack and goes home. Turns out it was a false alarm. But I won't get paid as I didn't complete and can't write the report. I'd already been feeling stressed and anxious to start the day. This is part of contracted work that owes me the money that will pay my tax bill but is now in jeopardy. Sometimes it just feels like life has got it in for me. It's like some sadist with a voodoo doll, let's push him further, if he feels good fuck it up, if he feels bad make it worse. Life starts to feel pointless, I put 100% effort in and feels like I get 10% out. I don't think this client will come back after todays's perfectly timed scuppering of the meeting. I wouldn't blame them, I'll just be a few £Kxxx down and unable to pay my tax bill after all. Thank you Universe, you're a real pal.
Currently I just want to go home and cry but I've got another 3 hours of meetings, stupid fire alarms permitting.
Currently I just want to go home and cry but I've got another 3 hours of meetings, stupid fire alarms permitting.