Trouble at mill

Oh blimey the office has been rife with speculation about what is going to happen to our department ever since the VC's news letter about cutbacks came round and today it has been fever pitch as it's been announced that tomorrow we have a meeting with the new boss.

I don't know what is going to happen and to be honest I'm fed up of thinking about it. One thing I have learnt in the past few years is that shit happens, so you have to deal with it and that worrying yourself stupid isn't going to help you.

We had one small and very quick meeting today which started the day off with butterflies in everyone. The meeting turned out to be quite innocent just about seeing if we were willing to help another department if their workload got too intense, they are also under our heading. But it had everyone on edge.

It took me all day to type up a document only for someone to drop a stapler on my keypad just as I was closing it down and I pressed the wrong poxy button and lost all my work! I know I should have been saving it as I went along, but I haven't been able to concentrate all day. My work mate had to stop me from drinking my mouthwash just to get some alcohol in me and to stop me from hitting my head repeatedly on the desk and sobbing like a baby after that.

This is the fifth day that I have felt queasy and although I have actually ate a little food today, I really don't want to go into work tomorrow. Not because of this meeting, but because I feel shit. Now I can't stay at home and will have to drag my tired old ass into work... now that is what I call a problem... Grrrgh!

Lots of love Debbie x