the week where jess' head almost exploded but didn't

Welcome to Saturday where I finally got over my sleep deprived week.

It was also a pretty horrible week even when you remove the sleep deprivation part of it.

So Monday was stocktake. It wasn't horrible but it was stocktake. I also go told that I hadn't gotten a job at a travel agency that I had been interviewed in a massive rush for the week before. They had the decency to call me and say You came across very personable over the phone, but you showed a lack of interest... Wahhhhhhh?! What planet were they living on? I got 30 out of 30 on their stupid geography test! I know that Nairobi is the capital of Kenya! I know that Bolivia and Ethiopia aren't in the same continent. They were amazed - nay! astounded - at knowledge of this little planet. No one else had ever gotten a perfect score on their wee little test. What more do they friggin' want?! So yeah, after all that I spiralled into the whole why don't they like me?/I feel like such a failure/ I can't do what I really love because they think I'm crazy, I can't do anything remotely interesting because they don't think I'm cool enough or whatever/ I suck *insert grumpy/sad/really really upset tears here*.

Tuesday and Wednesday was dealing with the aftermath of stocktake. I was faced with questions such as Jess, it says we're meant to have twenty 80GB iPods but we have none. Where did they go? To which I said, "80GB iPods? We haven't had any since I came back." Turns out I spent 3 hours finding out what happened to almost $10k worth of stock - the story is we got charged for them but they never arrived. Not my problem. Outisde of work, we won the quiz night on Tuesday and I saw the new Harry Potter movie on Wednesday.

On Thursday I wanted to cry. Maybe it was because I was hormonal or maybe it's because my job sucks. We had performance reviews basically saying Do more extended warranties! I don't care about extended warranties. Really - I have no time for them. Plus working from 10am to 9pm will really kill any pseudolove for retail you may have. Also hearing the news that I would be working with the n00b kid by myself all day (normally, there's five or six people working in the department) on Friday didn't improve my sanity.

Friday was an 8 on the scale of retail crapiness. 0 staff + 1 dumb manager + the news that our manager will be replaced = bad day. Luckily for me, I got to have waffles with Lisa where we talked about her psychic pool inspector's predictions for Lisa's life. Then we went to the airport to pick Adam up from his news nerds conference. Apparently my description of the week was correct.

So my head almost exploded but it didn't. But I have resolved that I must find a new job. And fast. I can't do any radio stuff, I can't spend time with Adam and it's demoralising work for not a lot of pay.