slosh down the pepper!

G R I M

The good track of happiness eluded me for the past 24 hours. It led me to think that I finally had a chance to visit the library and borrow a book that could accompany me one hour before bedtime. I started off early at 11pm, and before I could move on to Chapter 3, my two right molars on the lower jaw started hurting more terribly than it was an hour ago.

Arrgghh! Lights out at fifteen to 12. The pain was so horrid that I got up in the middle of the night to pop 2 panadols meant for the flu in an attempt to curb the irritating sizzling sensation in the right side of my mouth. Totally distracting and disturbing to a good sleep.

Woke up to a less than delightful morning with my only solace in the slightly succumbed teeth, dunno to panadol or to to the weariness of being resentful. Reverted to using Sensodyne instead of gum-healer Parogencyl or cooler Colgate Triple Action. Just read that the potassium nitrates in the former helps to cover up the gaps that allow stimulus such as cold water / air run into the nerves! Powerful.

Yet this doesn't lessen my gaps in terms of my work. Been lagging behind in reading emails.. been providing unsatisfactory solutions to bosses and faced replies like ".. this is very annoying... die lah, you don't know what I am talking about". It is ever more saddening to know that I went through 2 drafts with my mentor before presenting that email to that Boss. I wondered if she would give that same reaction if my mentor were to relate to her in the same manner he taught me. Pride and prejudice, they worked against me.

Towards evening, I realised a bigger mistake I had committed. Unknowingly I had given my consent for the mailers to be printed without realising that my department might not be able to support such a tedious function that comes written in the mailers! And I haven't even obtain the manpower required to perform the activity! AC sounded a little annoyed as he explained to me the "rules of the game". That was 5pm. At 7pm, he probably felt the harshness in his voice and came over to help unslip my error, or more accurately, mine and my colleagues D and K's. Whatever. It's a blooper still. My blooper.

24 unkind hours. Never felt any more awful than those ghastly twenty four.

posted by slingwoof @ 4/08/2006 12:22:00 AM