I am definitely in the middle of a love/hate relationship with my job. I'm actually having a lot of fun this week. I love large events - this is our biggest conference of the year and it opens tomorrow and I'm stoked. I'm exhausted beyond belief and have to be at the conference center at 6:30am tomorrow, but I'm loving every minute of it. Being onsite gets me going and it's amazing! I actually feel like this week may restore my faith in event planning as a career profession. But.
Of course there's a but. There's this bitch at my job that I cannot STAND. I just cannot stand her. It reminds me of the Chris Rock bit - "Every woman's got another woman at her job that she can't stand. You turn that into some Dynasty shit, like 'She's trying to destroy me!'" I know I'm exaggerating and everything, but homegirl is trying to ruin my life and I have NO FUCKING CLUE WHY. I swear to God if she looks at me sideways, I'm going to get so fucking ethnic on her. I just don't like her and I don't want to ever work with her and so I'm PISSED OFF that she's part of my staffing plan tomorrow. I kind of just want to tell her to go the fuck home because I'd rather do shit myself. I just literally cannot stand her. I don't even want to get into what happened today, but it involved an email thread with other people on it and her accusing me (indirectly and passive-aggressively) of gossiping about her schedule. OMG, I can't fucking take fake ass people. If you're mad at me, seriously, just fucking tell me. Don't beat around the bush and send whack emails. I don't want to play games with bitches - just be real with me and I'll respect you. UGH. Anyway, I'm getting heated just thinking about it, so I'm going to calm down, wash and twist my hair, and let that shit roll off my shoulders.
Okay, game face on - event tomorrow!