when i was at university i was studying social studies, now there where obviously many modules, some where compulsory and others where optional, the 2 optional ones where media and the other was management in health.
i purposely refused to even acknowledge management, i white african can honestly say that management is not my cup of sa7lab.
i am not suited for such work, some people can manage others cant i am amongst the latter.
now my manager at work has gone for 4 weeks holiday and i am expected to take his role to a certain extent.
some one shoot me...
today was the first day and life is seriously funny it has its own sense of humour why may you ask because the computers would not work.
ha ha ha ha very funny, extremely amusing.
at first it was just the one computer which i could deal with but it was still an issue because it was connected to the scanner so documents needed to be scanned asap.
so my stress levels where within normal.
then the other computer went mental on me, the main screen just switched it self of, how, i don't know, i frantically tried to fix it but it had issues, even computers have issues, i swear we are living in times when even the electrical equipment have attitudes, now that's saying something.
my stress levels where bordering on abnormal.
the photocopiers then decided to commit suicide, it just would not photocopy, it would vomit out plain blank white pieces of paper with a single mark, we had put in new ink but still it had given up on life and for like an hour i was giving it the kiss of life and eventually after pulling my hijab in frustration it worked but only barley. (its a new machine)
my stress levels had become unbearable, you know in cartoons when then show thermometers exploding and all the dye squirting out because of the pressure, i swear my head felt like that, at one point i held onto it in case it did explode, and even then i would probably have to clean up the mess.
so yeh today was fantastic, and when all this was happening we had other stuff to do and the doctors don't understand the concept of waiting, i had to email the diabetes people concerning something, which i did straight away, literally 2 minutes later the doctor walks into the office and says 'have you emailed them?' to which i reply with a confident 'yes' to which he says 'have they replied?' to which i replied 'no, lol give them a chance' to which he says 'ridiculous' looooooool see what i mean.
the next 4 weeks are going to go at a snail pace i just know it....