I know I talk about my work a lot but sometimes I also need to vent a little.
I suppose I'm tired of being shouted at on the phone. Yesterday and today were just crazy days. I got upset and started crying. Unfortunately my consultant chose this moment to waltz into the office. He asked me what was wrong, I said nothing and he said "oh come on now. Step outside and tell me".
I just gave a brief outline. I didn't go into detail. That final call this afternoon was the straw which broke the camels back for me.
Sometimes I'm at home in the evening and I swear I can hear imaginary phones ring. One thing I have found is that it is almost always the people who have real problems who are the nicest. I'm talking cancer, autistic children what have you. It's the ones who are coming in for a non essential tonsillectomy who start on their high horse right away.
I shouldn't have got upset though. Now I'm afraid he'll think I'm not up to the job.