On the job

Have you ever had the type of job where you lost track of reality?Not in an ‘constantly- hallucinating’ kind of way, but in a way where you’re so focused on your own goings-on that you forget the bigger picture? I have (obviously, or I wouldn’t be writing this blog). My job mainly consists of (as

‘No’ goes a long way.

Work. Is. Crazy. This week. Well. This month. Well. This year so far.Where normally I’d be working on one or two big bids simultaneously at most – I’m currently engaged in 5(!!) and it is taking a damn toll on my mental sanity, I feel like. Mostly because, when compared to ‘normal’…I’m doing the work

Phone-phobia

As an ode to one of my biggest fear: phone calls, I’ve written a beautiful, open and honest poem.The words run deep. You’ll see.(not really, sarcasm is an art!).But it does give a pretty decent overview of how my day went today, with me having to cold-call 5 people in the company because I need

The Trash Game

There’s been times in my life where I found myself in the car a lot, driving long stretches of road or spending loads of time stuck in traffic. And at some point, after your make-up is all done, and you’ve had a quick stare into all of the adjoining cars to determine whether there’s a

TGIF – Weekend appreciation

It’s taken me a good long while to learn how to appreciate weekends. As in, truly appreciate the fact that there’s two days of freedom, to be used to recharge yourself for a week to come. Two days that should be taken seriously – instead of for granted. Like I have for way too long.

Getting my Hagrid on

There’s never a week where I don’t at least have one or two ‘Hagrid moments’. Now, I reference Hagrid not only because I’m a Harry Potter fanatic, but also because he’s probably my fantasy-world spirit animal. Too clumsy. Too blunt. Too naïve and just a friggin’ expert at doing and saying the wrong things at

A fresh view

A lot of the work I do these days is writing and rewriting texts that we’re to use in our bids. Limited by formatting and word restrictions – this means that I spend parts of my days reworking rough drafts of text to ‘fitting’ end-versions that are supposed to convince our clients to definitely choose

Selfcare – Reboot

Today I’m feeling like my mobile phone. Sort of. Antropomorphisation turn-around. Dehumanization, but not really. I just feel like my needs (or human needs in general) are very similar to our phones these days. Especially when it comes to rebooting. I used to work at a call-center during college as side-job, taking the incoming helpdesk

Noping. Sucks.

A lot of the work that I do evolves around writing. And as the writing that I do is usually a main component of the tenders that we handle – these texts are under the harsh scrutiny of a lot of eyes and stakeholders, all with their own opinions. This past year I have very

Flower-hell

My boss called me today: ‘Someone wants to send you….something. Is it ok if I give them your home address?‘ She refused to elaborate any further.The MONSTER. It will most probably not surprise you that I do not like surprises. Which obviously has nothing to do with the fact that I’m a total control freak.