Apr 10, 2007 19:39
I haven't written in this thing in so long, but now I'm stuck at school for another 35 minutes with nothing to do. I already said hello to almost every single person on my top eight. Posted complete randomness to Billy. Check my horoscope. Did a survey. Looked at pictures and now...now I'm here.
I have a lot on my mind. I've written three paragraphs already, and deleted them all. If I give too much away, people are gonna judge me and my situation and I'm sorry I just don't want that. Not anymore atleast. It use to be that I wanted EVERYONE'S opinion on what I should do how I should feel. But I'm finding if you keep your mouth shut, life becomes more peaceful. You only have to deal with your opinion and those of the ones closest to you. That, brings a lot less drama.
And yes I can hear the sarcastic remarks from certain people now... "awww...Yellie's growing up...how cute.." for reference, you can bite me.
I suppose I can say how horrible my boss is being. He literally is mad at me for nothing. You know how some people say it, but it isn't true? No. I'm being serious. Literally NOTHING.
He thought that a POS (Point of Sale) sign I made was wrong and blew his fucking lid. Screaming cursing. And not to me, oh no, ABOUT me to other co workers of mine. Then they tried to calmly explain to him...nothing was wrong with the sign. I did it exactly the way I was told to. He was looking for something to be angry at, because he is annoyed at the franchises and I'm his kicking ball.
So he continued to give me attitude, like a child, today. And then told me it was MY fault an Ad wasn't done. When in all actuality, he didn't give me the deadline, didn't tell me he needed it in ONE day, didn't give me the specifics, didn't give me the contacts name, number or e-mail address. He handed me a sheet with random prices on it and said "start a layout for this". Yes Bob, I'll start a layout with NOTHING BUT PRICES. No, I am not a marketing student, nor do I wish to be. I am technically his art department. He is the ideas man. The reason I am not the ideas woman, is because nobody can be right BUT HIM. So you give him an idea, and your wrong. So he is the ideas man and I am the art department, yet...this is still my fault?
He is stressed at other things, mad at other people and does not know how to express his anger properly so he lays it onto me. Tries to tell me how I am a horrible lazy employee and I should be grateful I even have a job with the performance I put forth. When I call him on his...harsh words let's say, he says he's trying to toughen me up, make me a better person.
When all he is doing is making me want to quit and move away, far far away, from the big blue whale that we call Wally.