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It's fucking laughable - what am I a professional packer?


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As I was saying my goodbye's to one of the RA's he caught me off guard when he said "you know, it's none of my business but aren't A and C going to help? This is too much for one person" I was like "oh they're busy doing stuff." 

 

It's laughable. I'm laughable. No one seems to fucking help pack up the lab. Sure they say "thanks, iaawal" or "iaawal is busting her ass."

 

Yeah guys I am, but "thanks" won't get the fucking lab packed. Hmm, let's see I packed 12.5 hours Monday, Tuesday I packed 8 hours went home then came back for another 10 hours went home at 8AM to take a nap and then came back at 12:30PM. 

 

It's 5PM. I'm going to go home, feed my cat then stay overnight again because all of this has to be ready by tomorrow at 9AM. 

 

After a few hours A said "I'm tired" and then C said "PhD's shouldn't be packing." 

 

And it's not just packing, I have to scan like 100 binders. I had students to help me with this but then they got recruited for other stuff so now it's just me. 

 

And we started so late because C was like "guys I'm coming back the last week of May I'll be here to help pack up! We'll do it then." this was after I kept insisting we'd pack up. But no no one fucking listens to me. No one. 

 

I have a breaking point and I'm fucking reaching it. 

 

Correct me if I'm wrong but it's fucking embarrassing at this point. Holy shit, if my classmate in the 8th grade who called me a pushover could see me now. She'd call me an idiot. 

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As I was saying my goodbye's to one of the RA's he caught me off guard when he said "you know, it's none of my business but aren't A and C going to help? This is too much for one person" I was like "oh they're busy doing stuff."

It's laughable. I'm laughable. No one seems to fucking help pack up the lab. Sure they say "thanks, iaawal" or "iaawal is busting her ass."

Yeah guys I am, but "thanks" won't get the fucking lab packed. Hmm, let's see I packed 12.5 hours Monday, Tuesday I packed 8 hours went home then came back for another 10 hours went home at 8AM to take a nap and then came back at 12:30PM.

It's 5PM. I'm going to go home, feed my cat then stay overnight again because all of this has to be ready by tomorrow at 9AM.

After a few hours A said "I'm tired" and then C said "PhD's shouldn't be packing."

And it's not just packing, I have to scan like 100 binders. I had students to help me with this but then they got recruited for other stuff so now it's just me.

And we started so late because C was like "guys I'm coming back the last week of May I'll be here to help pack up! We'll do it then." this was after I kept insisting we'd pack up. But no no one fucking listens to me. No one.

I have a breaking point and I'm fucking reaching it.

Correct me if I'm wrong but it's fucking embarrassing at this point. Holy shit, if my classmate in the 8th grade who called me a pushover could see me now. She'd call me an idiot.

I was reading the other day about a tdoc who specializes in helping people with schizophrenia. One of here tasks is assertiveness training. I thought to myself... No shit!

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If it were me, I'd continue to work on it, but in the future, I would not agree to such things without being sure there were others pitching in to help. But that's just me and I'm not very good at being assertive.

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