suspected pms rant
had a rather angry day.ok, rather is an understatement. has an angry day.
i was told that we needed to get the drawings out by today so the interior designer could have a discussion with the boss on today.
so i worked my ass off last friday. stayed in the office till one am. coz i didn't want to come back during the weekend.
showed her the drawings i did today. she asked me to correct the furniture drawn by another intern. usually, she would do that herself coz she always ends up correcting any furniture i draw anyway. but coz she hadn't done much during the weekend and she had a whole bunch of furniture to correct, she asked me to correct the furniture for room X.
and it turned out that the previous intern
- drew lines that overlapped on each other. this is not good coz perforated lines that overlap each other end up looking like continuous lines rather than perforated lines.
- drew drawers as mere rectangles instead of a collection of rectangles (ie he drew the overall outline of the drawer instead of the parts the drawer is made up of).
- forgot to pull out the overall dimensions.
- drew the furniture on the wrong layer
he'd offered me help on friday, but i rejected his help coz i didn't know i would have to clean up his mess. if i didn't have to clean up his mess, i would have completed everything on time coz i actually do plan my time.
and it wouldn't have been such a pain taking over whatever he was doing if he had done a reasonable job in the first place.
but did i tell him this? no. instead i walked away.
coz i knew i was really irritated. and the risk of saying evil (but in my opinion, true) things was really high.
thing is, i picked up how to do somewhat presentable drawings when i started interning. and he has been interning longer than me. and all the mistakes that i spot from his drawings, are mistakes that i had made during my internship. mistakes that i'd learnt from. why is it that i can learn from my mistakes and he can't?
doesn't help that the interior designer delayed her meeting with the boss coz she hasn't finished her bit. in fact, she delayed so long that the boss left for the day and the meeting has been postponed to tomorrow.
so i stared at the f-- computer till one am on friday. friday! for what?
argh.
and then i meet a bunch of asses on the bus. i see young, seemingly able-bodied things (it seems a bit of a compliment to call them human beings or people) sitting comfortably, chatting to each other, ignoring the elderly standing right next to them.
and after i give up my seat to the white hair-ed elderly who did seem a little spritely for his age but hey, he's still an elderly, i get assholes who insist on getting out of their seats to move to the exit while the bus is deccelerating to a stop at the red light b e f o r e their f-- stop.
it wasn't even coming to a stop at his f-- bus-stop!
assholes who insist i release my grasp on the seat handle that would stop me from falling while the bus is deccelerating.
asses! asses!! i'm surrounded by f-- asses!!!!
and i really think my irascibility could be hormonal. oh hell hath who? when pms descends.
but all of it was somewhat soothed by deep-fried chicken and cold beer. think i need another beer to erase all memories of the asses that i'm surrounded with.
posted by who? at 21:29 |
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