a twenty-something canuck chick in london

14.12.04

shit shit shit

ok. i tried my damndest to be diplomatic throughout the absurdity of the last couple of days. everybody's got a breaking point. this is a fact we can add to the list of 2 weeks or so ago (death, taxes, metrosexuality...). that point came for me in the second meeting with t.s. (that slug). i knew it would happen. i didn't want to meet with him. but when my boss suggests something like that, i can't really object. anyhoo, i felt like t.s. was misinterpreting my words and twisting things i said and generally making me out to be a petulant child. so i may or may not have said that i thought he was being pig-headed. shit shit shit. that isn't going to help anything. i sent an email apologizing straight away. it was uncool. but did he call me a "mild irritant"? yes, yes he did. where's a big pink medicine ball when you need one.........?

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