The Coffee Where I’m P*ssed Off

Hey.  If we were having a coffee this week, I think mine would go cold before I can finish complaining.  Unfortunately, in writing, I’m going to be vague.

Something went wrong that I had nothing to do with, that shouldn’t have gone wrong.  I have a suspicion that the people who did have something to do with it knew about the problem prior to it occurring, but chose not to say anything, let alone do anything about it.  They have made a complete mess of it.

I was asked not to fix the problem, but to manage a change to something else as a workaround.  I advised in so many ways that what was happening was not the right thing to do, but reached a stage where I was made to feel like I was being obstructive.

I weighed up my options and ended up putting my name to the change, only to get criticised.  I always thought I was getting thrown under the bus, and it turns out that I was.  Despite the fact that there is so much to feed back, I’m being advised just to take it on the chin and move on which is going completely against everything I believe is right, both for me and the other people.

I’m pissed off.

I’ve done a bit of running this week, as you may have seen.  I’m still not enjoying it.

It’s been a weird week in another way.  I saw someone from my past (or that I consider more in my past than my present or future) a few weeks ago.  Since then, I seem to have been feeling close to other people that I haven’t seen for a long time, some of which I wouldn’t even describe myself as particularly close to back then, so I’m maybe I’m using the wrong words.

I don’t consider myself to be living in the past, but I seem very prone to and affected by reminders.  I don’t know whether it’s just the fact that I’ve a stressful week otherwise.  I don’t feel so bad in myself though, despite what this little reflection might say.

I’m hoping that my fortune cookie might come true.

I hope you’ve had a good week.

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