NOw don't be alarmed guys since I stopped drinking a bit because I went back to the gym and alcohol has calories. But I was working on this lady from Australia's watch and I couldn't save it.

well it worked but the light didn't and the screw snapped off in the plastic layer that connects to the dial. I got it to light up once but then I put a screw in that was from inside there

and it stopped.

idk I let her take the batteries for free in the hope that maybe it will work again later.

She's taking it back to the store anyways so the whole affair was stupid. But it made me realize a few things. The first, the pressure from this new job is getting to me.

It plays on my perfectionist tendencies since every assignment I get must be done PERFECTLY the first time.

There are hundreds of thousands of dollars riding on each document. As well as many fucked up lives. BUT I also reflected on the pressure I feel too. First, on a few occasions I have been approached by

my assigner asking if I've done an assignment yet. I say no. And they say good because part of it is not correct. So they take it back.

They take it back. WTF Here I am trying to do things for the first time perfectly and the ASSIGNER fucked up.

OR they leave out directions which are assumed to be done. OR they use terms interchangeably and assume I know.

Also my supervisor said I won't be transferred until I know how to do clerical thoroughly. Which makes sense but also means I can expect to be doing 6 to 8 things at once for awhile.

All I want is my scanbox to be set up. On site tech support will be in sometime this week to fix my problems. Apparently the new trainee has been having the same issue. I really hope it's that and not

me being retarded since the guy costs a bunch and inter-office politics is becoming a thing. The first day its all nice, the next few days I start to notice how the rules are around here.

Keeping these logs has been useful as a debrief for the day and to keep track of how many days I've been working. I secretly hope I'm fired from this place even though my error rate is low

I can't believe that things like this are the things we look forward to after college.

As a last note, I tested that to complete what I am assigned working through lunch is a good idea. At least until I become faster.

And now my mother is talking about how she was abused by her brothers and her aunt when she was younger.

Yesterday was better, dear Christ

So today revealed why my mom likes yell fights because apparently the abuse she received made her respond that way. Because she was the youngest and received special treatment from her elders.

The whole thing was them being jealous of her treatment.

I need to get drunker

And apparently one of my mom's brothers killed her pre-mature youngest brother by clipping his nose with his fingers until he died.

WTF