Once more unto the pile of work

My desk has been like a bomb site lately, it looks like a paperwork bomb has exploded. There is only one casualty me.

One side affect of stress is less patience with people. Usually I am the "extra mile" guy, willing to go out of my way to help people, take on other people's problem's and sort them out myself.

At the moment I have enough problems of my own so I am a bit fed up with people bringing me problems they could quite happily sort out themselves. Usually I help them but to a lesser extent than I normally would, after all they should help themselves for a change.

So people ring up, bring their problem to me and the response that springs to mind is that "I don't care" which reminded me of the following except from the Film "The Fugitive" (1993).

Richard Kimble (Harrison Ford)I didn't kill my wife.
Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard (Tommy Lee Jones): I don't care.

That was also another bad day at the office. Sadly I am not the Tommy Lee Jones of the recruitment world, if I was my interviews would last 2 minutes and be something like this:

Tommy Lee Jones (Fast talking no pauses, shouting and in the candidate's face moving round them): You walk into a room and there is a bomb on the table, What do you do? The bomb has two wires, a battery, circuit board and some C4. What do you do? There is a blue, red, white and grey wire? Do something! The timer says 20 seconds, what do you do? Think!

Candidate: ermmm...
(one second later)
Tommy Lee Jones: Boom! your dead! Next!

Tommy Lee Jones: there is a bomb on the table...