Seriously. This place is an insane asylum. I'm working like crazy, coming in early, staying late, no lunch, etc. I had a panic attack before 10 a.m. yesterday, or maybe a small heart attack; my lips and hands went numb, breath went all raggedy, and my chest hurt, which made me feel all the more panicky.
No, I did not consult any medical professional, because I have no health insurance and also? No time. If I am going to have a heart attack, it better kill me because there's no way I can pay for treatment.
So posting will be lighter than air until I return from Philly--where I am helping run a conference for these lunatics--next Wednesday. I'll try to entertain you between now and then, but I also have to try to eat and sleep and not have a heart attack.
Also, my boss-man keeps taking smoke breaks, and that makes me want to cry and rend my garments, because I would like a smoke break.
Also, I am not taking the job that is being offered here because if I start spending all of my time with these crazy people, I will become one of them. Honestly, it would be a short trip for me. I am a delicate flower-type person, and must be shielded from the hot sun of type A, compulsive, anxiety-ridden lunatics lest the tender blossom of my creativity be scorched.
Lo, though I am sad about the money, health insurance, and generous pension package I am also turning down. But I have to trust that not dying of job-related stress will be worth it when my book comes out.
Also, I got a 1000 word article accepted for the next edition of the magazine. Movin' on up.
Good for you. The right thing will come along. Hang tough. Its all funny till someone gets a bleeding ulcer.
Posted by: StepMonster | May 10, 2005 at 12:58 PM
Right on Cara...health insurance is far more necessary when one is depressed, stressed, exhausted and run down.
Posted by: Melissa | May 12, 2005 at 02:52 AM
Just get a script for Xanax. It works for panic attacks.
Posted by: Sue | May 20, 2005 at 07:50 PM