The worst week of my life
When I was in Grade 12, my girlfriend (and prom date) dumped me about a week before my high school prom (and graduation). It was also a few days before my birthday (which might not actually be true, but allow me to take some poetic license with the story). Up until this point, that would probably rank as the worst week of my life.
The past five days has blown that high (low?) water mark away. The network at work is going up and down at will, with me scrambling to figure out why. I might have it figured out now, but I need to go in tomorrow to try some more things.
I went to the NSCC meeting and grew frustrated by the format and the reasoning behind it. More on this later, but hopefully this is a situation I can actually change.
I received an email from my editor at HF basically saying ‘Kevin, we got you a press pass and all you’ve done is 2.5 articles from the Q. What’s the deal?’ I haven’t figured out how to respond yet.
And here is the icing on the cake. Yesterday, there was a staff social function (we all went curling). Afterwards, four of us went to the Thirsty Duck. We all ordered the kung pao, me with shrimp, the other three with chicken. I think the shrimp must have been bad, because I woke up through the night with major stomach issues (out of both ends! yay, too much information) and ever since that fateful dish, I have been unable to keep anything in my stomach.
Physically, I’m tired and hungry, with a furious stomach. Mentally, I’m worn out and stressed, with a lot of my mind from work. Bring on the weekend.