Fair warning, I’m cranky. Cranky like only two nights of barely any sleep and a very early start in the morning can make you. Okay, so the nights of barely any sleep are my fault. One of them for stupidly testing if I can go off one of my medications – that answer would be hell no, and the other as I attended the première of my theatre company’s production of Pygmalion last night, which was so amazingly fantastic. Seriously, if you live in Hamburg, go and see it!
The early morning is due to my APAC team asking if I could run this week’s training session at 8am instead of 9am due to Europe going back to winter time. I agreed, I’m an agreeable person. I would have only been a little bit cranky if that was all. However, the people I was running the training for, didn’t show up (except for my Chinese team and I love them dearly for that as they weren’t even required to attend). This makes me unbelievably cranky. I do not appreciate having my time wasted, especially when I could have slept in. One does not steal my sleep-in without incurring my wrath. I’m trying to be adult about it, but damn that is hard. I just want to stamp my feet and go and pout in the corner.