back into hell

This morning, I took in a potential prospect for the helpdesk and started training. Instead, I scared him away. So there went my chance for freedom from the helpdesk.

Damnit.

The guy is experienced with computers and would probably make a great tech. But he was hesitant to answer phone calls and said he didn’t want to be a “clerk” tied to a desk. I don’t blame him; that’s how I’ve felt for the past year.

My frustrations continue to mount each day. My helpdesk partner is back, but somehow, I can’t seem to shake the dark cloud hovering over me. My analyst work is piling up (with problems I don’t know how to solve yet), and when I focus on my new job, my old one comes back to haunt me. When I have to cover the helpdesk, the new job rears its ugly head. Murphy’s frickin’ Law; I hate it.

My gameplan tomorrow is to work in the other office when I’m not helpdesk. It’s the only way I can get work done, if any. Something’s gotta give.

I’m stressed. I’m exhausted. I have a headache that won’t go away, and my left ear hurts like hell (freakin’ allergies).