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so. the job. this is going to look like a lot of bitching, so if you're not in the mood, skip this entry. i'm not cutting it because i can't be fucked.
as i may have said, i'm doing lots of officey type work. hours have indeed picked up; i'm at full time now. which, money-wise, is good. but i feel like i'm doing nothing else. basically what i do is, i change people's doctors when they want to change them, i change the clinic they go to if they want to change that, i update their contact info, i deliver mail to members of the department, and am working on getting the backend of things organized (or at least less haphazard). i doublecheck work, i compare lists, and sometimes i get to use a datestamper, or colorful highlighters!
i hate it. i hate it so fucking much. almost every day i come home wanting to either cry or punch something. i have never hated work more. it is mind-numbingly dull and basically unfuckingbearable.
and the commute is awful. it's twelve miles from home to work, i was ten minutes late on monday, and five today, despite leaving about ten minutes earlier than i usually do. what the fuck, beltline. i told my supervisor this morning about my losing battle with the beltline, and that i've been making up the time at the end of the day, and she said that was cool since i'm not on the phones. (which is, by the way, the ONLY good thing about work.) it takes me almost an hour to get home. i'm buying gas almost every week. this is fucking ridiculous.
i was saying to
lovelokest the other day, this job is a) far away and b) awful. if it were only one of those things (nearby and awful; far away and awesome), it would be worth it. but it is both.
the best thing about it is the people (most of them, anyway). which, isn't that always the way. at least with me it is. i always like the people i work with about a million times more than i like the actual job. C is delightful. she's offbeat and funny and into music and camping and cool shit. she plays music quietly on her phone all day. i know she likes dark side of the moon. she brought me a flyer for a halloween party at the barrymore (her husband is in one of the bands). she has a degree in graphic design and wants to do that instead of where she is now. C is totally my favorite. M is also delightful, but far more conventional than C. she's a single mom, very young, and funny and sociable and way way smarter than she comes off. R is just... i don't even know what her deal is. she put a 'i support scott walker' sign in her front yard because she doesn't like her neighbors (who had a 'stand with wisconsin' sign). she flat out ignores me for no reason i can discern, even when i speak to her directly. and of course it bothers me. i don't know L at all; she seems rather quiet, and also she was on vacation for the past week and a half and just got back. i was sitting at her desk while she was gone, and apparently she's a HUGE badger fan, and a newlywed. M, R, and L all seem very NORMAL. C is refreshingly odd and much easier for me to talk to. E my supervisor is extremely nice and i really like her, but also extremely normal (she wore red white and blue yesterday for 9/11). it seems against the odds, or maybe everyone hides it really well, but i haven't met a single weird person aside from C.
so yeah. the bottom line here is that i'm really fucking unhappy, but i feel like i have to stick it out. it pays rather well, and the busy season is coming up (where many employers offer open enrollment on their health insurance plans), and that's why i'm there-- to do the piddly boring shit while the others put people into the system and whatever. so i guess i'm going to keep doing it. even though i hate it. i just feel like i don't really have another choice, unless i'd like to be unemployed again for three months or whatever. and we all have to do shit we don't like doing.
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as i may have said, i'm doing lots of officey type work. hours have indeed picked up; i'm at full time now. which, money-wise, is good. but i feel like i'm doing nothing else. basically what i do is, i change people's doctors when they want to change them, i change the clinic they go to if they want to change that, i update their contact info, i deliver mail to members of the department, and am working on getting the backend of things organized (or at least less haphazard). i doublecheck work, i compare lists, and sometimes i get to use a datestamper, or colorful highlighters!
i hate it. i hate it so fucking much. almost every day i come home wanting to either cry or punch something. i have never hated work more. it is mind-numbingly dull and basically unfuckingbearable.
and the commute is awful. it's twelve miles from home to work, i was ten minutes late on monday, and five today, despite leaving about ten minutes earlier than i usually do. what the fuck, beltline. i told my supervisor this morning about my losing battle with the beltline, and that i've been making up the time at the end of the day, and she said that was cool since i'm not on the phones. (which is, by the way, the ONLY good thing about work.) it takes me almost an hour to get home. i'm buying gas almost every week. this is fucking ridiculous.
i was saying to
lovelokest the other day, this job is a) far away and b) awful. if it were only one of those things (nearby and awful; far away and awesome), it would be worth it. but it is both.
the best thing about it is the people (most of them, anyway). which, isn't that always the way. at least with me it is. i always like the people i work with about a million times more than i like the actual job. C is delightful. she's offbeat and funny and into music and camping and cool shit. she plays music quietly on her phone all day. i know she likes dark side of the moon. she brought me a flyer for a halloween party at the barrymore (her husband is in one of the bands). she has a degree in graphic design and wants to do that instead of where she is now. C is totally my favorite. M is also delightful, but far more conventional than C. she's a single mom, very young, and funny and sociable and way way smarter than she comes off. R is just... i don't even know what her deal is. she put a 'i support scott walker' sign in her front yard because she doesn't like her neighbors (who had a 'stand with wisconsin' sign). she flat out ignores me for no reason i can discern, even when i speak to her directly. and of course it bothers me. i don't know L at all; she seems rather quiet, and also she was on vacation for the past week and a half and just got back. i was sitting at her desk while she was gone, and apparently she's a HUGE badger fan, and a newlywed. M, R, and L all seem very NORMAL. C is refreshingly odd and much easier for me to talk to. E my supervisor is extremely nice and i really like her, but also extremely normal (she wore red white and blue yesterday for 9/11). it seems against the odds, or maybe everyone hides it really well, but i haven't met a single weird person aside from C.
so yeah. the bottom line here is that i'm really fucking unhappy, but i feel like i have to stick it out. it pays rather well, and the busy season is coming up (where many employers offer open enrollment on their health insurance plans), and that's why i'm there-- to do the piddly boring shit while the others put people into the system and whatever. so i guess i'm going to keep doing it. even though i hate it. i just feel like i don't really have another choice, unless i'd like to be unemployed again for three months or whatever. and we all have to do shit we don't like doing.
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