Not Fitting In
I am angry to myself. It erked me for not able to deliver people's expectation. I know what I can do, and I have proven it before. I really do not feel belong here in this company. Anxiety? Frustration? What ever it is, it must stop. Richard came to see me earlier asking about the progress of the Rolls Royce Rotor's paper. "Other people are handling 6-7 packages, you are only doing one small package. You too will have to do 6-7 packages when the Compression project starts. You will not be able to do it at the rate you going now. No hard feeling okay, but you must speed it up. You must ask around if you not sure and do not sit on it. I hate it when people do that." I have running out of excuses, the fact that I took over the package halfway, and the messiness of the package are no longer my alibi. The way I see it, I only have myself to blame.