Answer Your Telephone

6-8-2005 - 6:49 p.m.

I think my body rejects work. Whenever things get really stressful for me at the office, I come down with some general malady. I'm having one of those maladies this week.

I somehow got tasked with re-writing a master contract for the entire region, and it's odd that I somehow ended up with this assignment, considering that I've never seen or worked on the type of contract I am writing a "master" for. How the fuck does this always happen to me?

I'm overestimated at work. For some reason, people think I am way more knowledgeable than I actually am. And now I've gotten caught up in this charade...it's too late to admit my inexperience now. People always approach me saying things like, "I'm sure you know this already...but blah blah blah." Little do they know that I had no fucking clue on what they were talking about.

I think I got a reputation as a prodigy at my work by consistently and repeatedly answering my telephone. That's so fucked up.

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