Work has made me super emotional lately. I feel better now that hump day has passed, and I have the weekend to look forward to. It?s going to be an interesting 14 weeks.

So yes, work has really got me down lately. Just yesterday, my Vancouver Transit report submissions that I?ve made to my boss was returned?returned with a phenomenal amount of edits. When edits, I mean significant additions and omissions. As I scramble to revise all his edits, I received this horrible feeling that I?m not contributing. I hate this feeling. What?s worse is that not only do I feel that I am not contributing; I am essentially placing a burden on them having to edit my low-calibre work. I really hate feeling like this. I have no one to blame but myself.

Oh, as for the other York transit report submission?my boss and I had a brief meeting on Tuesday. He just said politely that I don?t get offended if the document is dramatically changed. Wow. That comment just completely took the wind out of me. OUCH. It really put a nice sharp dart to my chest, but at the same time I appreciate that he was straight with me.

It’s one of those things that I?m actually glad I have a male boss. I find male bosses speak more directly, women bosses tend to take ?detours? to get to the real point.

Anyways, yes, I just want to crawl into my room, cry and never come out. The real world is really scary. If I?m unable to fulfill my co-op job duties, I can?t even think of how it must be like in the ?REAL-real world.? I?m feel uneasy talking about work-related problems with the other co-op students, but at the same time I?m curious to find out how they?re feeling. Thankfully, Tiff managed to electronically keep me company; Outlook can be your friend.

One thing I completely dread are meetings; meetings consists of these PIR bigshots talking about how they can?t afford to fund the massive amount of unsolicited projects. Btw, infrastructure funding is soooo inadequate.

Remember how I said that the intimidating bosses aren?t so intimidating? Well, I take that back. The meeting room was quite freaky: a dozen of middle-aged hardworking, charismatic men with very eloquent tongues. I take back my predisposed views about slacking civil servants, some are indeed very enthusiastic and diligent; perhaps the front line workers are the ones that makes us perceive government workers as rude and lazy.

Anyway, a billion acronyms come flying across the meeting room: CSIF, RFPs, OMIFAS, ABCs, XYZs, WHATTHEFUCKs. Okay, I made some of them up, but yeah. I spent hours and hours on Google finding out what the heck they are. Apparently, my bosses suggest I take PLAN 320 to make it easier. It?s funny though, my predecessor was an Economics major and to my knowledge, he seemed to have done okay. The question is: why is the planner struggling? Perhaps I?m just retarded.

Anyway, today has been better, however. I submitted more documents today, so maybe I?ll cry some more tomorrow.