Weird. Pop in here to see this on the night I'm attempting to make myself a bootable USB drive for my broken computer.
But, yeah, I got things to bitch about! You'd better believe it!
I'd been pestering my superiors for months to get more video experience because that's where my background and interest lies, so, to my great delight, they made me the primary video board operator for our upcoming Christmas shows, for which we are now in rehearsal. Only problem is is that it meant I had to be trained by my ex-girlfriend who had been in charge of creating the video slides and had run the video last year. I figured it would come down to this and was prepared because, in some cruel twist of irony, she managed to set herself up as our theatre's video guru despite the fact that, when we were together, she wasn't even capable of hooking up the Blu-ray player to the TV without my help, and now I was having to accept her instruction on how to operate a video board!
And the worst part was... we were actually nice to each other. It's honestly the most communication we've had in over a year despite the fact that we work closely with each other nearly every day. Part of me thinks it would have been easier to deal with her if she'd been the same bossy bitch she usually is and has a reputation of being at work. It's much easier to get through my day if I can just continue to hate her because the alternative is... missing her. And having a civil, pleasant time locked in show control together made that happen, to my disgust. And it made me wonder, "Hmm, maybe we CAN be friends and not constantly want to kill each other." But then every time I would think that, I would remember that this is the same person who has tried to get me in trouble at work for no reason, who has refused to deal with monetary issues like a mature adult, who left the future of our relationship up in the air for two months while parading around her soon-to-be-boyfriend in my face, and who, when we were together, constantly beat down my self-esteem and convinced me that I was incapable of ever doing anything right. And, of course, every time I think that, I also remember her parting words on the subject, when she dumped me. Her oh-so-gracious offer: "We can still be friends... but not close friends," she quickly amended. So in light of such empty words, I keep coming back around to, "Why would I want to be friends with someone like that?" So, suffice it to say, I've been on an emotional roller coaster. And it certainly doesn't help that all of our break-up stuff was happening this time last year, so I can feel it in the air, if that makes any sense.
Suffice it to say, it was a very draining day. Despite the fact that I'm used to doing relatively heavy labor every day, only to find myself yesterday watching her push buttons (and not for very long), I was exhausted when I got home and went to bed by 10:30.
Bleh.
Oh, well, on the bright side, at least I'm getting the job I want.