Wind-up Toy
I don't know why I get myself so wound-up over work BS sometimes. Well, maybe I do know why, I just wish I wouldn't get all worked-up and pissed off at stuff that I shouldn't really care about. See, I don't work directly in the music department anymore, but I still am attached to it- especially my DVD section, which looks like crap. It just makes me upset to see how the music section is being taken care of sometimes and I just want to scream, and tell people how to do it right. Sounds a bit controling doesn't it? I admit, I'm a slight control freak, and I tend to think that my way of doing things is better than other people's ways....hey at least I recognize this in me. But seriously, it's not always "my way", it's just how it should be done. Like store policy, and people don't do it. Luckily I was able to vent my frustrations a bit before I killed someone or quit. Greg keeps telling me that I need to "let go" of it all- the music department and Dvd's....it's hard though. I have a serious attachment to the section, I really CARE about it- how the place is run, managed, and looks, and I can't seem to snip that umbilical cord. *sigh* And I worry that even if I were to take a new position at the store where I am totally away from the music section and not involved in it at all, that I will still stress out over it. It's like, as long as I work there, and see it, I'm going to give a shit. But who knows, maybe once I really "snip" that cord and take a position away from music I won't be so attached. I guess we'll see. Thanks for listening. :)

