Blue

This very moment – right now – may be the most depressed I have ever been in my life. I really did not want to come back to work this morning, and when I arrived I walked into 142 e-mails waiting for my attention. That’s not an exaggeration, by the way, I actually had 142 e-mails in my inbox. God I’m glad I didn’t bother looking at them while I was at home. Some of them are ridiculous to the point of being insulting. I already know that there are people higher up the chain of command in this company who feel the need to send at least two pointless messages every day, just to make them feel important and justified, but when you deal with them one or two at a time every few hours it doesn’t seem so bad. Look at a list of 10 days’ worth and you realise just how pathetic, needy and unnecessary it really is.

Anyway – stuff ‘em – it’s the anniversary of Man landing on the Moon and I refuse to feel shitty any longer. I shall cheer myself up by ignoring everything work-related and re-watching the footage on YouTube.

RC 20-7-20