November 27th, 2008

Chicago - cell block tango


I seem to have spent the last 15 minutes or so (at 10.30am) having some kind of mild panic attack. As in, heart beating faster and the shakes. Other than that and the usual tiredness, I feel absolutely fine. (Not as bad as the last one, which happened when I was at Ladywood during my period of going crazy, in the process of which I blacked out for about three seconds...)

Oddly, it seemed to kick in shortly after reading up on Inline about whether BCC would pay for my eye test. The entire rigmarole sounds confusing and stupid and unnecessarily awkward (such is the BCC way, of course; make things as difficult as humanly possible so we give up and don't bother) and in any case, my manager isn't in today so I can't even ask her about it. All the documentation makes it sound as though being a VDU user as an ordinarily perfectly-sighted person is a cause for concern, but doesn't explicitly mention anything about us poor blindies who have to go through this bloody fiasco every couple of years. It's all worded in a "Should the employee require glasses..." type manner, and, well, yes, I do require glasses, but it's not because of VDU use, it's because I'm genetically impaired.

If Paul and I have children, they are doomed to be short (his genes and mine), ginger (also his) and blind (mine), and will be bullied for their entire lives. Perhaps we should call Social Services in advance.

Anyway, I can only presume mild!panic-attack is directly in correlation with money!stress, and BCC being over-complicated was obviously the icing on top.


Have some X-Files ramblings instead. Collapse )

Okay, that'll have to do. There's not much to do today and I'm suck here til 5.30 so Paul can help me pick out new diamond-encrusted and gold-plated judging by the cost frames...