Ya know, it would have been a good day to stay at home. I feel like a left fielder trying to catch fly balls, the calls have come in so fast. So far I've answered "Why can't I send an e-mail to so-and-so's Sprint phone? It says to contact my system administrator..." and "Why am I getting e-mails for this other person?" Must be e-mail day! Haven't had one of those in awhile - I'd forgotten what it was like. The third request was to create a shared calendar in Outlook - yep, looks like e-mail day. Makes me almost glad that it's also meeting day.
I've never been good with expressing emotions. I always felt that emotions were a sign of weakness - part of being raised as my father's "son", I suppose. Lately I'm having a hard time bottling up those things that bubble up when people start flinging arrows and stones. Some I deserve. Others, less so. Innocent comments get taken out of context and used to further some cause. I make a genuine post about an overwhelming feeling I have, and someone turns it into an accusation, based on some sort of internet statistic that proves I've posted in response to something else. Frankly, I don't see the connection. I get angry more often than I used to, but I often feel like I've been kicked in the gut too. I'm not accustomed to that one. It usually brings tears. Intended kindnesses are perceived as attempts to control. And this post will be labeled as an attempt to send someone on a guilt trip - but hey - if the shoe fits, baby, wear it out.
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