Good job be damned.
I don’t love it, I’m not passionate about it.
I’m not passionate about anything.
Bloody depressing realisation.
The only trouble with having a male boss is that you can’t say “PMS” and expect any real sympathy . You can’t expect it from a female boss either, for that matter.
Depressing realisation no.2.
What is worse?
Having too much time on your hands to make all these startling revelations?
Or being too busy and tired to care?
I’m not even getting into depressing realisation no.3.