In saying "Feeling Stoopid" I don't just mean having a cuddle with the dog (dog if you're reading this, I'm kidding!). But you know when you start in a new place of work, and you haven't the first notion how anything works, who anyone is, or what the punchy sounding acronyms mean? and then you're sitting at your desk, hoping desperately like you look intelligent and useful, and like you're soaking up all the information that's floating around you, especially that which will be relevant to what the worky people would like you to know about... that was me yesterday, and it was kind of tiring, you know when you try and give that intelligent, squinty like you're really thinking something very bright kinda look? that was me, pursing my lips, furrowing my brow, stroking my shin philosophically, (or my chin whichever comes first) and really looking forward to the day when I actually get what's going on.
new jobs are fun... (I will repeat 10 times first thing every morning, till I actually get annoyed with my own nerdiness or until it's an old job)
In response to Dominic's query on the 3 toed sloth poem - craic as a term in Irish may mean "Chat or Conversation" which is presumably the origin for its use on pub ads ie - ól, ceol agus craic, but it also translates as crack, or crazy/ cracked person... not to be confused with cráic - which refers to something else entirely