Stress in the Office

Stupidly I recently discovered the feature to delay blog posts which is why there’s a double post today.

My stress levels in the office hit a second-most all time high. It’s getting progressively harder and harder to hold my tongue and taking longer and longer to de-stress at the end of the day.

I very nearly blew up today – instead I turned it inward which is probably why I’m still here feeling in a rage five hours later.

One thing that literally made me on cloud nine was when I walked in the door and turned the corner. I was greeted with a à ¢Ã¢â€š ¬Ã‹Å“DADDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY’ followed by a 50lb flying missile straight into my arms.

The military pull is affecting me harder and harder. I want it so very badly, but the fact I’m a father is obviously a very big factor in deciding whether I enlist or not. Could I handle being away from my children for extended periods of time?

A client for which we’re developing a website came in today. Both the father and daughter are British, and the mother is American. It is extremely refreshing to talk with someone with a British accent. Especially when it’s someone who’s in my generation and a genuinely nice person. It actually makes me feel normal for a short while instead of just being a foreigner settling in a strange environment.

Ryan Paul

A British expat living in a state of deep hatred for the types of people produced in Kenora.

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