SleepyDragon wrote:
When I'm having one of those "miss" days — misbegotten, misunderstood, misanthropic, etc. — nothing is more appealing than the idea of retreat to some snow-locked cave high in the Himalayas, or maybe the hushed, leafy surrounds of some remote forest monastery. Then I snap back to reality ("
Mum! I can't find any clean school shirts!"), and I pop a couple more headache tablets, and soldier on.
And to answer your question, morning_after? Yes, it gives me the irrits something
ferocious when too many people are talking at once, and the TV is up loud, and the sound from someone's Metroid game is groaning away in the background, and... yeah.

Yes, SleepDragon, there is nothing that pulls you back to reality as quickly as responsibilities to those who need us. I agree. Sometimes I just find myself whining, and then later, I say to myself, look around you idiot, count your blessings, there is so much suffering and anguish going on all over the world, how dare you grumble and whine over what amounts, in reality, to nothing.
And, Morning_after, I have to escape to somewhere when I'm surrounded by all those voices coming from all directions, TV, video games, and topped off by the high-pitched constant chirping of two parakeets, that rises above all the other noise like the final insult to my ears and nervous system. I think I've got to get an ipod and keep it plugged into some music that I really loved. I must do that. Maybe that would work for you as well.
Well, you can't do that at work. At least I can't
btw, I found out that one of my other coworkers is having a problem with the same person for being treated in a similar way.
I suspect she's been told to just go behind a closed door when she wants a private discussion.