bummer summer
So...I have a lot going on.
Work. Improving performance at work. Surviving work long enough to find another job. Actively searching for a new job. My proofreading gigs. The need to get updated on writing style standards. Writing an introductory speech about myself for this speech club I joined at work -- ironically, I probably won't be around to give my other required speeches after that. Stopping neglecting my house.
I got the evaluation on Thursday, though I'd heard about it the week before and got a bad feeling about it. It didn't hit me until Friday how bad this looks. I've already started mentally composing what I'll say at the exit interview and for my departure speeches to coworkers, as well as what to say at future job interviews.
I am trying to not become apathetic about work. Try, try again. It does no good for performance to suffer even if I am planning on leaving (for parts unknown).
Yesterday I was at a Best Buy to purchase a TV signal digital converter box for my parents, and found myself with a Morrissey "best-of" album from 2000 in hand instead. I eventually found that converter box, with very little thanks to the inattentive Best Buy staff, but I'm still surprised I can be that transparent about what's happening to me. Come on, buying a Morrissey album? Jangly pop songs that take lyrically jaundiced views on life are obvious statements about how I am right now.
Work. Improving performance at work. Surviving work long enough to find another job. Actively searching for a new job. My proofreading gigs. The need to get updated on writing style standards. Writing an introductory speech about myself for this speech club I joined at work -- ironically, I probably won't be around to give my other required speeches after that. Stopping neglecting my house.
I got the evaluation on Thursday, though I'd heard about it the week before and got a bad feeling about it. It didn't hit me until Friday how bad this looks. I've already started mentally composing what I'll say at the exit interview and for my departure speeches to coworkers, as well as what to say at future job interviews.
I am trying to not become apathetic about work. Try, try again. It does no good for performance to suffer even if I am planning on leaving (for parts unknown).
Yesterday I was at a Best Buy to purchase a TV signal digital converter box for my parents, and found myself with a Morrissey "best-of" album from 2000 in hand instead. I eventually found that converter box, with very little thanks to the inattentive Best Buy staff, but I'm still surprised I can be that transparent about what's happening to me. Come on, buying a Morrissey album? Jangly pop songs that take lyrically jaundiced views on life are obvious statements about how I am right now.