So, today has been a wash. I had the weekly heads meeting today. Sounds like a convention of drug dealers, doesn't it ? There was some talk about how inappropriate the means of posting about AgendaMaker was...but frankly, I just don't care right now. If I think about it, I get pissed off. If I get pissed off, my stomach really starts hurting again. My respect levels for my boss are in the toilet right now.
I did come to realize, though, that something Stan made me realize something about myself. He was saying that everyone he knows seems to be upset with their job except for him...and that maybe he didn't expect enough from work and if he did, he would then be upset, too. Well, maybe the galoot is on to something there. I think about it, and maybe I just want too much from work. Maybe I'm looking to work to fill things that are best filled from other aspects of my life. Perhaps that's unreasonable. Perhaps it's stupid. I don't know. I really used to enjoy the cameraderie and general cohesiveness of the group I work in. I think it's frayed somewhat. It saddens me quite a bit.
I feel a bit that no matter what I do, someone loses. That's a fucking demoralizing and depressing feeling. I think a trip to the batting cages is due very soon. Either that or I might have a coronary or something.