I can't get no...
I'm lazy.
I don't like change, especially not changing jobs.
The last thing I want to do is start at the bottom rung in a new position where I don't know anyone, have to relearn all the rules, have no assurance that I won't be fired within the month, and oh yeah... not get stuck working some horrible night or weekend shift so I can actually spend time with my girlfriend and see the local bands that I love.
But I don't think I can take this @#$%ing company any more.
It's just one catastrophe after another, and it just keeps building, like a giant feedback loop of crappiness.
Nothing ever gets fixed. Nothing ever gets better. And everybody's so busy shoveling shit that nobody even bothers to ask why we're being dumped on in the first place.
When it gets to the point where you feel physically ill every time you think about your job, every nightmare involves being stuck at your desk reliving the tortures of the previous day, and even picking up the phone is like reaching out and shaking the hand of a man you know with absolute certainty is holding a joy buzzer, then it's time to move the fuck on.
I've got my resume all filled out and a couple of other (groan) tech places I can apply at.
I may also start taking tests for the state and/or county.
The only thing holding me back is inertia. Inertia and fear.
But when the building is burning to the ground behind you, even the biggest coward starts weighing his chances with that second story window.
I don't like change, especially not changing jobs.
The last thing I want to do is start at the bottom rung in a new position where I don't know anyone, have to relearn all the rules, have no assurance that I won't be fired within the month, and oh yeah... not get stuck working some horrible night or weekend shift so I can actually spend time with my girlfriend and see the local bands that I love.
But I don't think I can take this @#$%ing company any more.
It's just one catastrophe after another, and it just keeps building, like a giant feedback loop of crappiness.
Nothing ever gets fixed. Nothing ever gets better. And everybody's so busy shoveling shit that nobody even bothers to ask why we're being dumped on in the first place.
When it gets to the point where you feel physically ill every time you think about your job, every nightmare involves being stuck at your desk reliving the tortures of the previous day, and even picking up the phone is like reaching out and shaking the hand of a man you know with absolute certainty is holding a joy buzzer, then it's time to move the fuck on.
I've got my resume all filled out and a couple of other (groan) tech places I can apply at.
I may also start taking tests for the state and/or county.
The only thing holding me back is inertia. Inertia and fear.
But when the building is burning to the ground behind you, even the biggest coward starts weighing his chances with that second story window.