April 17, 2009
I had a bad day yesterday. Not a galactically bad day – nothing *bad* happened, but I didn’t have a good day.
Maybe it was the jet lag. Maybe it was being stressed at work (first full day back in two weeks).
In a meeting of about fifty or so people, someone referred to me as “He”. This is not new, and yes, it still happens. This time it really bothered me… a lot. Maybe it’s because I hadn’t worked w/this person before, and he never knew “Michael”.
I think it bothered me so much because it reflected how I was feeling inside: Not Cute. Not enough running, too much food, not enough electrolysis (what an utter pain in the ass), my eyebrows are out of control, and I need new hair (cut and color).
Deferred human maintenance isn’t a good thing….