Frustrating Job

R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Burned beyond recognition - a stressful day at work has taken it's toll. Pulled in ten different directions while nothing got done. Phones ringing, clients needing information, baby- sitting while a mother-daughter review their files. Watching to make sure they didn't slip out any papers or documents - not being able to leave the room for lunch until they were done with their hunt. Receptionist being trained - can't answer phones - other receptionist doesn't want to help and I am pulled and stuck with phones again. As a rule, ringing phones don't bother or agitate me, it's just that for today, I feel angrily frustrated for not being able to finish my own work. (5: 16 p.m. - 1/24/00)

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