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It has come to my attention that my job is a joke and that I'll probably be out of a job in six months. We've just signed proper contracts until march next year (to see if the business is viable) and taken space in an office complex in the arse end of sunderland (Houghton le-spring) but since we've got here we have done absolutely fuck all. It was funny for a week or two in the summer when we were doing three days a week and could sit outside or go into town but there's nothing here and we're in for 8 hours. I have bits of writing to do but i am so arse-achingly bored that i've gotten writers block on it.
On top of that the people i work with have ways of coping with the boredom which do my head in so much i'm looking for things which have no wires to chuck at them (all i've found is my cup and biscuits).
As far as lifeproblems go, boredom at work is not a huge problem by anyones standards and i wouldnt pretend that it is but the way its dealt with by superiors and support staff in london pisses me off no end cos they dont stay in touch and our team leader (a man child who giggles and farts most of the day for ten grand a year more than me) doesn't stand up for our area.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Really theese three weeks in Houghton have served to remidn me that I'm nowhere near where i want to be carreer wise. I'm taking the money and running, which is the best option at the moment but i can't see any worthwhile jobs opening up up here anytime soon. There's been none in the last year and a half and i don't have the balls to move away for work at the moment, simple as that. Not that i'd want to because my friends and family are here, but no part of my life seems to be moving forward in any meaningful way. Maybe if I felt i was doing better in any other aspectt of my life I'd feel less concerned about jobs and carreers, or maybe thats just an excuse. Writing is what i'm good at and nothing else and at the moment I cant seem to do that professionally or even recreationally
Anyway, bottom line is i'm frustrated and over dramatic and embarresed for wasting your time when in reality a snail probably has more to be upset about.
Sorry about that
On top of that the people i work with have ways of coping with the boredom which do my head in so much i'm looking for things which have no wires to chuck at them (all i've found is my cup and biscuits).
As far as lifeproblems go, boredom at work is not a huge problem by anyones standards and i wouldnt pretend that it is but the way its dealt with by superiors and support staff in london pisses me off no end cos they dont stay in touch and our team leader (a man child who giggles and farts most of the day for ten grand a year more than me) doesn't stand up for our area.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
Really theese three weeks in Houghton have served to remidn me that I'm nowhere near where i want to be carreer wise. I'm taking the money and running, which is the best option at the moment but i can't see any worthwhile jobs opening up up here anytime soon. There's been none in the last year and a half and i don't have the balls to move away for work at the moment, simple as that. Not that i'd want to because my friends and family are here, but no part of my life seems to be moving forward in any meaningful way. Maybe if I felt i was doing better in any other aspectt of my life I'd feel less concerned about jobs and carreers, or maybe thats just an excuse. Writing is what i'm good at and nothing else and at the moment I cant seem to do that professionally or even recreationally
Anyway, bottom line is i'm frustrated and over dramatic and embarresed for wasting your time when in reality a snail probably has more to be upset about.
Sorry about that