responsibility vs control

i am having a really bad week at work. even though it's only tuesday.

(IT'S ONLY FREAKING TUESDAY?!?!?!)

colleagues wanting to ask my father about this and that, and coming to ask me instead cos i insist on them not bothering them about it.
the thing is, i actually have no idea what to tell them to do, and so i have to ask around, which got me thinking:
WHY THE HELL CAN'T THEY BE FINDING THE SOLUTIONS FOR THEMSELVES?
I AM NOT SMARTER THAN THEM, I AM NOT MORE EXPERIENCED THAN THEM!

how did all these issues become "my baby", as my colleague likes to call them.
my baby is my responsibility.
but my baby is not under my control.
it has a life of its own, a mind of its own, and like it or not, it'll do what it wants, when it wants.

any sembence of control is but an illusion.
in actual fact, we are all the baby's slaves.
(man, i am reading too many mommy blogs)