Another difficult day

I’m rapidly falling out of love with this job.
Well, I was never really in love with it to start with , so maybe it’s more accurate to say I’m rapidly falling into hatred with it.
The Man With The Most Boring Voice In The Universe, or ‘TMWTMBVITU’ as I’ll call him from now on, is about as good at training as I am at croquet. He can’t seem to grasp the fact that it’s easy for him because he’s worked there for years, whereas I have never seen these computer systems before, so it’s taking a while to sink in. And being arsey about it, and constantly looking disappointed, and saying things like ‘let’s go over it again shall we?’ or ‘I thought you had a degree in something?’ does not help.
Maybe it’s just a clash of personalities, but anything he tells me refuses to stick in my head. Maybe I should talk to Ginger Graham and see if someone else can train me, otherwise I might not make it to Friday.

RC 25-5-11