It's 19:30 and Im still at work

and why? why am I working overtime I ask myself.

As I am alone in the office at its all quiet and its dark outside I have had some time to do some deep thinking about why I am at work and will continue to be at work for yet some time today... So in no particular order...

1. I do not deal well with a complete absence of supervision. I gotta have someone to go ask when I gather up the courage to take my problems to someone.

2. I am lazy - my cubicle gets warm in the afternoon so I snooze and work in an extra hour or so every Day - It's wicked for a 24 year old to do but I do find my productivity improves after my guilty little power nap.

3. I have a new friend. it's a bit random how it started but some nice man in the UK office started emailing me yesterday because we are both involved in Guiding/Scouting and we have been exchanging emails getting to know each other because we can. ...40 emails later... you can imagine how productive it is when you are keeping an eye on your inbox. We're facebook friends too woooo

4. I am sometimes too shy. So when the senior engineer says "Will you take on this proposal" what I said was "Yes Ill give it a bash" when I should have said "I would like to try but I have never done this before I have no idea how to do it, will I be allowed to do it if I need someone to guide me along? and Please don't assign the guy who works on site more often than in the office to supervise me!" Its so much easier to nod enthusiastically.

5. I have a low tolerance for being talked down to. So when someone is helping me and giving me tips on grammar and spelling instead of a discussion on how a technical document is assembled, I get a bit ticked off and snappy - Wickedly unprofessional behaviour- it happens when I'm a bit pressed.

6. I was burgled on Tuesday morning - I'm only slightly traumatised but my concentration span drifts a bit when you don't sleep well. and you want to figure out how you going to get everything replaced. I could make a whole separate blog post about this.


Six silly excuses is enough. Back to work for this very sad very hungry sorry lump of a workaholic.