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Thursday, May 01, 2008

aaargh

I HATE repeating myself. For crying out loud, when I'm explaining something, why I've done it like that and the reason for everything (42?) LISTEN TO ME. Don't talk at cross purposes over me, don't tell me I've done it wrong simply because you're not listening, don't tell me that I've got to do it a particular way, which in the end turns out to be the way I did it initially because you didn't listen to a bloody word I've said!

Also don't tell me to do things when I'm in the middle of something more important, you know it's more important, I know it's more important and then when I've just finished. Just handed it to you to sign, exclaim in surprise that I haven't done the other so non-important it may as well be invisible thing. Because that really. Really. Pisses me off.

Don't tell me off for not telling you I've not got any work. When I have. Repeatedly. You've just gone and given the work to someone else instead and ignored me.

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