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It's official. There is no snowball's chance in hell I will ever want to go back to journalism. I know it's childish and angsty of me, but Miss Griggs really can kiss my ass.
I think I knew that it would be a mistake coming back even before I reapplied, but the flattery from my editor and my teacher really got the better of me. I knew I was one of two in the staff of twelve she wanted back. But last night I realized how ridiculous it was to want to go back to this thing I had complained about all year.
And then.
The straw that broke the camel's back.
She chewed me out and humiliated me in front of a teacher over something that was absolutely not at all my fault.
It's a no slack world; I realize this.
But she knew it wasn't my fault. I explained to her not three weeks ago, and THREE WEEKS ago she was perfectly sympathetic. But when push came to shove, it was either dissappoint/piss off a colleague or make me look like an idiot.
So to put it plainly, though many problems are leaving, there are several more staying behind. Problems I just don't want to grapple with.
It's not so bad. At least I don't have to worry. I knew I wasn't cut out for the journalism business anyway. They don't give me ANY room to be creative. At all. Adjectives are my best friends.
I think I knew that it would be a mistake coming back even before I reapplied, but the flattery from my editor and my teacher really got the better of me. I knew I was one of two in the staff of twelve she wanted back. But last night I realized how ridiculous it was to want to go back to this thing I had complained about all year.
And then.
The straw that broke the camel's back.
She chewed me out and humiliated me in front of a teacher over something that was absolutely not at all my fault.
It's a no slack world; I realize this.
But she knew it wasn't my fault. I explained to her not three weeks ago, and THREE WEEKS ago she was perfectly sympathetic. But when push came to shove, it was either dissappoint/piss off a colleague or make me look like an idiot.
So to put it plainly, though many problems are leaving, there are several more staying behind. Problems I just don't want to grapple with.
It's not so bad. At least I don't have to worry. I knew I wasn't cut out for the journalism business anyway. They don't give me ANY room to be creative. At all. Adjectives are my best friends.