3:30pm today i get a call from work advising me that i did not get the senior position i applied for. fuck them. no wonder the dept is short staffed; they don't know how to treat the ones they do have, so they leave.
i'm upset about percy not sleeping and eating. add to the mix i'm a professional failure too. yippee. 'course if i wasn't on maternity leave and hoping to return part-time i would have got the job. yes, illegal discrimination- wake up! it's reality.
now i get to return to work and have some junior bastard that has been there for less time than, is probably less qualified and needs the job less than i do promoted ahead of me. (my apologies if the "junior bastard" turns out to be one of my friends. i don't expect i can consider myself a success on the friends front either.)
so percy has been screaming in her cot for that last 20 minutes instead of sleeping. i suppose i ought to do something about it. exactly what, i haven't a clue. throw us both off a cliff sounds plausiable
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