I am in the Engineering department. I'm in the engineering department because my CFD coursework is non existent, and I thought a day away from the office gently getting through it was in order. Besides, the DPO comes with added demonstrators.
CULES have decided that 3 days notice is enough to rearrange a performance. Well, it's not even *rearranging* a performance. It's just telling us the *correct* date of the performance instead of the incorrect one they told us two weeks ago.
This has left my supervisions moving between Wednesday and Thursday like a yo-yo. Not only have CULES messed around both their cast and the schools, but there's been knock on effects in my life, leading to too many favours being called in for something that isn't necessary. I've messed around my supervisees, the room booking ladies, all the wonderful people who occasionally feed me dinner, and generally ended up in a very bad frame of mind for working :-( Plus it means I'm now a day behind in my supervision preparation because the dratted things are a day earlier than they should be.
And in the midst of all this general annoyance, I'm now annoyed over phones. I needed to rebook a supervision room. But leaving the engineering department and going to Queens' would eat anything from half an hour to an hour, so the obvious solution is to phone them. Internal university network, free phonecall, no harm done, right? Except my free phone is two miles away at the whittle lab, and the ladies at reception wouldn't let me use theirs. OK, I had a mobile, but it seems really stupid to have had to use that when it wouldn't have cost them anything, and even if it would have cost them something they'd have let me do it from the whittle labs.
I'm so tired and grumpy. I need a holiday. And I don't mean dashing round the country for two weeks trying to impress the in-laws-to-be and not fall out with my parents. Or wild parties and mad script readthroughs. What I want is a good book and a nice bath, and all the laundry to be done and the bathroom to be clean. Of course, the last time I tried to treat myself to an hour of treats, the universe decided to make the ceiling start leaking instead.
I'm sick of feeling stupid. I'm behind because I haven't done enough work, and I can't work out why I haven't done enough work. I want to give up LJ and the internet, and the terrible way I can waste time and give myself killer headaches staring at computers. But everything I do *needs* a computer... I can't stop reading emails regularly, as I'd miss people actually needing me *now*
Sigh, what a whingy post.