You know, I think I realised something at work today. I am less stressed there than I used to be. I do customer service, and at the latest place I have been there, what, coming on nine months now. My callers don't do my head in as much as they used to, and I am happier and more settled in the office than I was. Not that I was as unstable or anything as that last sentence may appear to sound, but I just let my frustrations sometimes get the better of me than they should have.
And I thought that it was because I am more experienced there, that I know what I am talking about more than I did even a few months ago, that I have got past the job interview to potentially make my contract position permanent. I hadn't even thought, up until today, that it may be the fact that my own personal life, away from work, has settled down to such an extent, that I am happy in general with things, that the happy from my personal life may be leaking into the work sense.
Or at least, the frustration levels have tanked completely. Which is a good thing.
It's as valid a hypothesis as any.
Roma almost bailed on me tonight for our regular Wednesday outing. She was feeling ill, and was apparently not holding any food down, and needed pain killers in and around her face. But I tempted her out with the viewing of the new LBD, so we went to the Bird for a quick pint, on my behalf, and the simple pleasure of my company on her side of things. No eats, but sometimes you get that.
I ended up having KFC instead, silly me. Upstairs in the city KFC, just feral. Just saying.
Anyways, haiku for The Bird -
Tiny dilemma
Teeth grind, is very hipster
But I like the place
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