You know how when you discover something about yourself, maybe something you should have discovered a long time ago, but didn't,you may be really disappointed? That's me.
I like to think of myself as reasonably able to cope with things not going to plan, but I'm beginning to think I've been deluding myself.
It wasn't like there was horrible stuff, but little things just disrupted me yesterday way more than they should have.
The copier for the departments (we share) wasn't working. So I had to put off trying to prepare my exam.
A colleague who was supposed to have completed something by Monday hadn't, so I sent a reminder, and finally, zie did the thing, but with a bit of condescension thrown in for my benefit.
And then the printer wasn't working, and the other printer wasn't either.
And then the copier was, but someone was copying a ton from a book.
And then a notebook I need for a committee job was missing, and no one seemed to know why or where. (It still hadn't turned up this morning.)
And then the copier was free and working, so I made my copies.
And I contacted someone and got the most vital stuff that had gone into the notebook emailed to me, and made that available to the committee in another notebook.
But seriously, I shouldn't have been so disconcerted by a few little things, and I was. Maybe I'm more a person who's disconcerted by little things than I like to think? (Maybe my friends could have told me that 20 years ago or more.)