Wednesday, 5 November 2014

Scores On The Doors Please Anthea

Today at lunchtime I was considering my morning. To say that it'd been a whirlwind of chaos, mayhem and visits from two of my favourite military personnel (General Problems and Major Fuckup) would be fairly accurate. Too many people telling me that their problems were now my problems and being completely unconcerned about whatever anyone else might be needing me to do was driving me to distraction. There were so many to deal with I couldn't get everything for everyone.

So whilst eating my cheese sandwich and considering my position I came up with a cunning plan.

As long as the number of people who's day I improve outnumber the ones I piss off I'll count that day as a win.

And today I won. If I count myself in the numbers.