[2767] in Depressing_Thoughts
parents, pressure, overwork
jik@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (jik@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Mon Feb 10 17:04:41 1992
My parents just called because I haven't spoken to them in a week and
a half.
I haven't spoken to them because I've been buried a foot over my head
in work.
My mother gets on the phone and starts asking me questions about her
Macintosh being scrod. "I don't know anything about fixing Macs, mom.
Ask Sam [my brother]." She asks more questions. "Mom, I really don't
know. I've never had to fix Macs." She keeps asking, yet again. I
blow up at her and start yelling. She gets defensive and tells me
that I don't have to yell. I tell her that I'm exhausted and that
I've been putting in 12-hour days, six days a week for two weeks and
falling behind anyways, and that I don't have time to say over and
over that I can't help her. She hangs up, leaving my father to tell
me how I shouldn't have yelled at yer.
I haven't blown up at my parents on the phone in at least a year.
Sigh. This term is going to be very difficult.
