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[leighblack]

Sorry guys, no photos tonight. I'm in a really shitty mood and perhaps on the brink of making a life changing decision. Well, maybe not life changing. Work does not define me, right?? I'm more than a job. It's just...

Gee, can you tell I'm confused?? I don't know what to do now.

duckduck, don't be surprised if you don't see me on Friday. In fact, I may not ever go back. That's why I perhaps did not seem like myself tonight. It had nothing to do with you. We can certanily still go out on Friday night though. I'll, ummm, have to get back to you about it. I obviously have some thinking to do. It took every fiber of my being to not walk out tonight. But why should I stay somewhere that makes me feel like that?

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[leighblack.livejournal.com]

It's not something like that. The problem, as I see it, is that I was judged for my review by my supposed "boss" who works with me all of one hour every week. And he's so sure that everything he does is right, he doesn't see what other people do. And that I spend a good chunk of my work time cleaning up after him to make things easier for the booksellers. If a different manager had given me the review, it would have been completely different.

That's bullshit about J though. People shouldn't make fun of his accent. It's charming!