A Foul Day

What a foul day I am having. First, we have a deeply devastated manager taking urgent leave after being screwed upside down by the big boss. I truly support her in spirit though. Second, you have me losing my temper at my colleague for simply refusing to read a few simple words of procedure right in front of her and asking me to explain to her verbally. Such was the fear of the English languages that one would refuse to read and write it. The irony of it is that the best way to improve is by doing more of both. Or maybe it is the attitude that I despise - that over-reliance on others when one is given the opportunity to. Somehow, it also reflects on me, which I hate to admit. I guess we are all not too different.