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How do I know I’m not wonder woman? Because my boobs aren’t big enough and I don’t have an invisible jet plane.
These facts don’t seem to bother the men I work with. They seem convinced that I am wonder woman and super mom all rolled into one.
Most days I’m cool with that. Being seriously hormonal and just coming back from a couple days off, I just wasn’t cool with that today.
The chaos left over from whatever went on the days I was gone was bad enough. But my helper hasn’t been at work for the last two days.
I kinda went off on the asst mnger this morning and suggested he send someone over to HELP ME!!!!!! He did not. I was mad because like I say, I’m not wonder woman. Sheesh. I’m only one person and I’ve got emails coming in wanting to know why this or that isn’t done yet. Hellllooooooo.... I’m one single person doing the best I can.
I’ve got cool boots and I’ve got cool bracelets and I can put a bandaid on faster than anyone in the building and I can dodge a speeding forklift.... I guess in my world that qualifies me to be.... .... Wonder Mom?
I wonder what they’ll throw at me tomorrow. Hopefully I won’t have to learn the new phone system.
Lol! Apparently they don’t know how to operate without you. Job security!!!!!
Awww. Hope things improve where you‘re at. But it’s nice to be needed, isn’t it?
It is for me most of the time, but then sometimes I just wanna be left alone. 
Aww... thanks ladies.
Yeah, today was better. I was still by myself, but it was better somehow.
And I didn’t have to apply any bandaids nor look at anyone’s rash. One application of ointment was the only mom work today.
Being needed is a good thing, until the men pile on more than you need or want.
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