1:20pm
Arrived late to a work meeting on the OSU campus. There was nowhere to park and they had also changed meeting rooms without notice. My lateness made an already awkward situation incredibly awkward-er. So frustrating! I hate being here now and am not optimistic about the meeting outcomes.
2:33pm
Still in the work meeting. Pretty unbearable. I’m unable to focus or care about what’s being said. I think this is more about the poor quality of the meeting and less about me. My time would be much better spent on other things…I’m keeping myself busy making lists for work, checking email on my phone, and journaling of course.
6:27pm
The second half of the work meeting wasn’t as bad as the first half. I’m glad I stayed there even though I had an amazing urge to just get up and leave…I doubt anyone would have even noticed and there would have been no bad consequences. But I’m proud of myself for hanging in there and gutting it out. In hindsight my problem was as much about me as it was about the shitty meeting.
