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I don’t think I’m really this bad at communicating. I have my issues, but I can relay my point to a normal person.
The Boss likes to say I can’t get my point accross, but he doesn’t understand half the things I try to tell him. He’ll repeat something back as a problem, when there is no problem if he actually understood what I told him.
He freaks out, so I have to tell him a certain way, trying to think how he’d take it and get the point accross so he’ll think of it in the right way.

Between not being able to make him understand, and him telling me I need to get a handle on these items… I just want to wring somebody’s neck! I don’t know if it’s worth being this crazy, I’d much rather be programming.
I am so peaceful when I program, I can let everything else slide and just code away. I’d rather do something relaxing instead of doing something that makes me nuts, and all this administrative stuff is Bullshit!
It’s really stressful, and I think I need a pet at work.

I have a fish, but the fish doesn’t show me love. When I feed him it’s like he’s going in for a death blow on the food. i think someone is scaring my fish when I’m away… they want it to be mean, take my fingers off.
So back to the promise of having a fuzzy pet… I think it would relax me. That would be good, that would be nice, that would be… sw.:eee:..:ee:.e:.tie, sw.:eee:..:ee:.e:.tie, sweetie. Ahh.