Frantic. |
As i expected it, today was a bitch. Started out poorly because of fucking Mel-Han. Oh God. The woman is a walking frantic piece of meat if i ever saw one. I don't know how she survives daily without having a panic attack. I was so close to telling her that i wanted to go home. Being there this morning felt like a waste. We got started late but i was worried because i wasn't familiar with Table and Tower sets, how to build them of even how to distinguish the horrid excuse for a map she tried to give me. I had to almost yell at her because she wasn't grasping the concept of my confusion. She kept talking and i just stood there with my arms crossed waiting for her to shut up for one second. Thank God for And-D and her sanity. She was still around and gave me green light to work with Kat. It turned out like a Godsend. I was such a help for her today. There was a whole other thing brewing between Mel-Han and D-Smith and Anna. which ended in Mel-Han yelling at me and Kat for saying something we didn't say at all then spilled over to BL-Stu who also got yelled at for no reason and like a baby Mel-Han went into the office and cried because she didn't know who else to blame. I was so stressed out and ready to get the fuck out, but mostly just tired and starving. I'm never doing tower sets again. Working with Mel-Han is impossible. She's no help at all. She doesn't have the backbone to be a manager. The blame game doesn't work. |
posted on 2012-09-20 @ 8:03 p.m. |
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