When is it gonna end?
Haven't posted in some time. Been crazy busy at work since I got back from MN. The trip generally sucked....family stuff usually does for me. I wasn't able to see my best friend as she was really sick. So really worried about her and bummed out.
It's pretty much been confirmed...my job is a dead end. The director of the research center went back on his promise to promote me (of course he was too smart to put it in writing) and pulled a bunch of other shit that makes me want to file a grievance. But I won't because it's such a small field and I can't afford to burn bridges. All this right when I am looking at another study I was promised help for but don't have, and will have to work 7 days a week for a minimum of 11 hours a day. That was last year's schedule for a similar study with 15 fewer animals. I am looking, but unless I want to do permitting or NEPA work, there isn't much out there. Looking at a post-doc in Ontario, but I know that my weight gets in the way because it's all people see.
Not that I've had much to eat the last few days. Spent the majority of July 4th in the ER with TC, and the rest of it out of it on some heavy duty drugs. Still no diagnosis...no surprise there. All of this has left me feeling lonely, unattractive, and worthless. It ain't pretty, but there it is. I'm sure things will look better in the a.m.
It's pretty much been confirmed...my job is a dead end. The director of the research center went back on his promise to promote me (of course he was too smart to put it in writing) and pulled a bunch of other shit that makes me want to file a grievance. But I won't because it's such a small field and I can't afford to burn bridges. All this right when I am looking at another study I was promised help for but don't have, and will have to work 7 days a week for a minimum of 11 hours a day. That was last year's schedule for a similar study with 15 fewer animals. I am looking, but unless I want to do permitting or NEPA work, there isn't much out there. Looking at a post-doc in Ontario, but I know that my weight gets in the way because it's all people see.
Not that I've had much to eat the last few days. Spent the majority of July 4th in the ER with TC, and the rest of it out of it on some heavy duty drugs. Still no diagnosis...no surprise there. All of this has left me feeling lonely, unattractive, and worthless. It ain't pretty, but there it is. I'm sure things will look better in the a.m.