Today was one of the most frustrating work days I’ve had in recent memory. The calls almost literally came nonstop from the start of my shift until just a few minutes before my workday ended. It was so bad that I raised my voice noticeably (meaning half of the floor heard me bellowing) at a customer whose deafness seemed to be exacerbated by an already dinky connection. I would ask ‘what’, then the guy on the line would ask the same thing. It was frustrating.
I used to have an escape valve to ease the pressure brought by the continuous string of stupid or angry calls. I’d go on personal, leave my station, and walk out of the floor for about five minutes. It’s just a short breather, but it did wonders for my peace of mind.
Of course, I couldn’t do that anymore, given the limits imposed on the usage of the so-called ‘Personal’ aux time.
Since I couldn’t pause even for a bit in between calls to collect myself now, the pressure kept on building and, well, while I didn’t quite explode at the callers, it sure seemed that way to the people around me. And this extremely sucky day was topped off by my supervisor-to-be stopping me from going home to give me a warning and a lecture on anger management. I told him this was actually normal for me, especially during Thursdays and Wednesdays but no, he wouldn’t have it. I had to shape up, or face sterner reprimands later.
I was in such a foul mood that I was tempted to tell him to stuff it. Then I remembered that this was the only part-time work I could find that was amenable to my usual Saturday classes. So I promised my boss-to-be that I’d try to keep my temper in check. Note the stress on ‘trying’; in all honesty, I’ll be surprised if I finish the next workweek without doing the same. Such is the suckiness of the tail end of my week at the office.
Instead of going to be and sulking once I got home, I decided to let off steam through gaming. No, it wasn’t Guild Wars again, but Starcraft 2. I haven’t touched the game in more than two months, so I knew that I wasn’t going to be playing at my usual level (around Silver-Tier on a good day), but I was angry and frustrated, and I needed to vent somehow. I tried to poke around the SSCSAV for folk to join me in my return foray, but no one played on the NA server. Mmph.
Thankfully ImperialX92 (fellow VN-player, Scamp-botherer, and Twitter follower) was available for the afternoon. Although he admitted to not play for a while as well, having him along made the transition back into the game go relatively smoother than expected; at the end of the afternoon and three sets of ranking matches, I managed to land in Gold for 2v2 Team, and Silver for 3v3. Okay, so I managed to somehow land in a Platinum league prior to inviting him, but that’s in 4v4, where the rankings can be skewed by how one’s companions play.
As someone who’s had experience in the Diamond leagues, ImperialX92 was obviously way better than me, so when he gave pointers (and called for team pushes), I obviously listened. While I’m not really sure if I can completely apply what he advised in the future, I did have fun with him as my partner. I’d gladly play again with him in the future.
While I got rid of all that frustration, there is a downside to playing Starcraft 2 for the afternoon — I missed out on my afternoon siesta. As it is, I’m only awake due to a cup of Coke Zero I drank a few minutes ago, and the buzz is about to wear off at this point. Which means, yeah, bed beckons.
As for tomorrow? Hopefully more Gaiman, and the actual start of my project proper.