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< she shot me down - bang bang | posted at 10:45 pm on November 03, 2003 > i had the most relaxing day yesterday. i volunteered at a photography exhibition in tamarama. you should all go and see it, i assume all sydneysiders will be visiting the sculpture (by) the sea exhibition at one point down the bondi to bronte walk, and it's on the way. you can't miss it. not named for googling reasons but if you really want to find out, give us a yell.there were some great photos in there, and i felt really serene, talking to people about them, finding out which ones they liked. it's great. i love seeing the variety in the ones they picked. i could see why they loved certain ones, but it's so amazing to hear why they picked whichever they chose. it was great. it was so relaxing. maybe i should curate exhibitions for a living, then again all that lead-up would be immensely and terribly stressful. hmm. i'll think about it. maybe that was also the calm before the storm because i had the shittest day at work today. i got pissed off at almost everyone. i was annoyed because our internet was down in the morning and suddenly that was my fault. see conversation:
me: i called, they're sending someone in to look at our modem, but tomorrow is the earliest they could do it. ok, written down that just sounds like i'm an incompetent prat, but in reality: boss was on our dialup backup connection (broadband was down), meaning anyone with an internal modem was able to do that and still 'run a business that's primarily based on email', and from past experiences, we get surges/faults every now and then and the net is back up (all by its fucking self) within a few hours or so. generally you just have to be patient. and what do you know - wow! - about ten minutes after that - 'it's working again!' - when i had spent a fucking hour trying to 'fix' it, knowing it would fix itself, having people pissed off at me because someone virused up bigpond, and didn't touch a fucking thing. ARGGH! got annoyed in the afternoon when i rambled something about what a publicist said to me on the phone, and (different) boss says: that's interesting, that they'd say that to the - anyone who picks up the phone. ok, again, if i wasn't in such a crap mood today, that would have meant nothing, but it means something to me. god i'm sick of being at the bottom of the food chain. i know the subtext, and he did mean what i thought he meant, and so to compensate, i was a bitch to him for the rest of the day. in fact i think i was a bitch to everyone. well all the fuckers deserved it. maybe i need to go volunteer at the exhibition again. those last five |