I’ve had a couple days to cool off after the horrific start to my week, so I thought I would write about it now and fill you all in on what happened and all that jazz.
Monday started out horribly…I couldn’t figure out what to wear to work because nothing looked good/appealed to me, and my hair was NOT cooperating. Normally I can get a little lift in my hair when I put it up in a bun, but not Monday. It was SO flat, which really accentuated the fact that my roots are growing in seeing as I haven’t re-dyed my hair in 2 months. It was a rough morning. Oh, AND the internet wasn’t working! I almost forgot that part…normally I talk to Patrick a bit in the morning, check my Facebook, check the weather, and check the bus times but NOOOO the internet decided to crap out. By the time Brittany and I left for the bus, I was already in a foul mood. When we got there, the next 140 bus wasn’t coming for 20 minutes!! We had missed the bus that we normally take! So we had to take another bus to the city center and I had to walk all the way to work (it’s about a 15 minute walk from the city to work). When I got there I was hot, sweaty, felt ugly, and completely fed up with the day and it was only 9am. Great start, right?
Work went down the tubes pretty quickly as well…First off, I was totally unmotivated to do anything because I only had 2 weeks of work left, so I was trying to fly under the radar and not get any huge projects. But, because it was such an awful Monday already, Trevor called me into his office and gave me this look, his “You-are-so-incompetent-at-life-how-do-you-function-in-society” look, and began to tell me that I measured the U2 room wrong, so the price quote I had gotten for a music license was completely wrong. Now, I understand that I am awful at anything that has to do with numbers, and I told him that, but there was no need for him to make me feel so stupid and helpless. I prefer bosses to be encouraging and kind (like Simon and Ben), and have constructive criticism when I mess up, not the arrogant ones who believe they are God’s gift to Earth (don’t worry, I’ll get to that in a bit).
After that incident, I went and had a good cry in the bathroom, just wishing that I could go home. The rest of Monday was pretty uneventful, I did get a lot of work from Trevor but I’ve been spacing it out to take longer so I don’t get any more big projects. The internet was working when I got home, so that was good…
Then Tuesday rolled around. The morning was significantly better than Monday…the first shirt I picked out was a good fit for the day, and my hair didn’t look too awful (I’ve kind of given up on it…it’s in a messy bun every day now). We even caught the correct bus and I didn’t have to walk from the city center. As I walked up to the museum I thought, well maybe today will be better…maybe, just MAYBE I can avoid dealing with Trevor today.
Nope, definitely not. For the second day in a row, I found myself crying in the bathroom because Trevor made me feel incompetent at life. I don’t even remember much of what he asked me to do, but the one thing that set me off was his statement that “I should always try to make HIM happy, and only him, and that I will learn that throughout life”. Uhm, excuse me Mr. Snootypants, but as I recall you are not the only human being on this Earth with a brain in your head or an agenda to get accomplished. I was no put on this Earth to SERVE you, now was I? This all came about because I gave the mechanic (who is cutting and transporting and installing this Trabi for FREE) an extra day to figure out when he could get the Trabi here to the museum. This man is donating his services, taking time away from his actual business to help us out. Where do I get off rushing him into dropping everything and getting that car here? I just could not believe that he said that to me. I actually wrote a “letter” to him in my journal (obviously it will not be published on this blog) pretty much telling him that he is a pompous human being who does not know how to relate to people (I’m putting that in the nicest way I can think of since this is on the school website…). I realize that I am an unpaid intern, but that does not give him the right to treat me like his “slave”, or less than human. Like I said, I believe that bosses should be encouraging, ESPECIALLY to interns who are just trying to learn the tricks of the trade. They are going to mess up! For people like me, if I get chastised too much, I just want to quit and try something else because I lose confidence in myself. But not this time. I’ve resolved to just ignore as much of his crap as I can, and just keep a cool tone and confidence around him that he can’t break.
That was just in the morning. It gets worse. Nothing went right on Tuesday, it was awful. I had the task of editing the Wikipedia page for the museum, which I was kind of excited about. I spent an hour and a half (at least) editing the page, getting lots of sources, and making it look and sound really awesome. I even created an account for the museum so future interns could use the same account if need be to edit it again. That was my mistake. Apparently company names are not allowed as user names on Wikipedia, and it locked my account making it impossible to a) save all the work I had just done, or b) create a different account. I was FURIOUS and FRUSTRATED. I am not good with computer lingo; I pretty much know how to use Word and Facebook, and that’s about it. I don’t go anywhere near IP addresses or anything weird and confusing like that. So I had to go back and redo everything I had just done, but I waited until Wednesday to do that.
Finally, work was over. I decided to go get myself an ice cream as a reward for getting through that awful day, so I went to Gino’s and got a double scoop mint cone. It was delicious. And when I got to my bus stop, the bus came right away! Maybe things were starting to look up? NOPE. After 2 stops on the bus I realized I had left my computer charger at work. Brittany’s doesn’t work, so I couldn’t use hers at home, and I was skyping that night with Patrick so I needed a fully charged computer (which was not the case…it was at about 30% after work). I had to get OFF the bus, walk ALL the way back to work (from the city center again) go up ALL the stairs, get my charger, and get back on the bus. After that I was done. I stopped by a liquor store on my way home, got a 6 pack of Bulmers, and went home.
I drank 4 of those 6 Bulmers…I had a nice buzz while skyping with Patrick, which made the Vine videos that we were watching THAT much funnier. Talking with him, laughing with him, and just having him to vent to really made my night, and I didn’t go to bed angry.
The rest of this week has been okay, I just need to make it through tomorrow and this week will finally be over.
Here’s the plan for the rest of my time here: Going out for dinner tonight with Brittany and Katie, Kilkenny on Saturday with Brittany, church and Riverdance on Sunday, dinner (?) with the interns next Thursday as a good bye, half-days of work on Thurs and Fri, and then packing night next Saturday with Brittany. She leaves Sunday, and then I leave Monday morning!!
After today, 5.5 days left of work, and 10 days left in Ireland!!
Thanks for sticking with me through this post, if you made it this far…