For the longest time, or at least for 3 weeks now, I've been wondering what I'm doing in a Slack Office. There are still no clients, by some fluke mistake we realised that we gave the wrong number to dial for the counselling centre in our promotion flyer, a mistake that wasn't picked up by our Supervisor, or anyone else that saw any of the 5 drafts.
How is that possible.
SO anyway, pardon the shameless advertising again, but really, if you know of any person who is below 30 who wants free counselling call me directly at 6837 9255 before I waste away.
So back to the perennial question of WHY. I'm quite the workaholic, so normally, the more work the merrier. Long periods of mental/physical inactivity is Suffocating.Like now. And I think my present situation is a result of some divine conspiracy to make me learn a bit of patience, not to mention tolerance, especially because I am extremely intolerant of Slowness and Stupidity. Having to explain and go over things in painful detail ad infinitum frustrates me. And now, too often I catch myself thinking "That's So Stupid" when Stich tries to say something profound. And then because that thought contains a Smug Sense of Superiority (which Stich tries very hard to project especially when he feels ignorant, which irritates me further), I end up getting frustrated at myself, and the cycle repeats itself multiple times a day.
You see, now I'm getting infected by the Stich Syndrome, the main symptom of which is the endless refrain of "I I I/me me me". Such self indulgent, overly personal reflections should have no place in blogs.
Tomorrow. Another day of movie watching, another day of picking a random psychotherapy book from the shelves, reading it and making notes, so as not to make any unnecessary eye contact with Stich, so as not to encourage him from speaking (excessively).
