:steam: I just want to get these stupid monitors for that stupid department ordered. It wasn't supposed to take that long, but noooo this stupid department has 15 different accounting codes and apparently they pick the one that no one in their department is setup on, so I can't process it. Fuck this. They'll have to wait till tomorrow.
Another job interview I wasted time on. They ended up not filling the position at all. If you aren't sure whether or not your company can afford to hire more people, then you shouldn't be interviewing.
5w6 or 9w1 sp/so/sx, I think
Why do you think I'm the right person to talk to when you're depressed? While I'm always happy to listen to my friends, the only reason I don't ignore you is that I cannot deal with the idea of turning away someone who is struggling with depression. I hardly know you. I don't even know what to do to help. You make me relive the times I struggled with depression.
It's taxing to reassure you that you have friends and that people don't hate you. I really dislike that it made it nearly impossible for me to finish my problem set on time, because you were being pathetic at me for hours. When you then whine that everyone hates you I start to actually hate you, because I'm trying to help, and I know everyone else in the dorm is as well. Nothing we do makes you happy, but you whine about how nobody cares about you. :steam:
You make me hate myself for pitying you and disliking you when I know you're having a hard time.
"'You scoundrel, you have wronged me,' hissed the philosopher. 'May you live forever!'" - Ambrose Bierce