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There's nothing like receiving an unexpected e-mail in your Inbox that reminds you how you weren't picked to be on your friend's dodge-ball team (symbolically speaking, of course), trying to shrug it off while hoping for better options opening in the workplace, being told one day by your superior that you are doing just fine with regards to your work, production, etc, but then being told today that her superiors do not think you are meeting their own pre-set goals, that you do not commit to enough over-time though you haven't even had a lunch in weeks, only to come home to argue with the husband over the fact that you essentially struggle every day at a job you do not like for nothing since it could not easily be defined.
I don't know what I do. I know I do what I am told. I follow the rules and instructions set before me. I put things into a computer all day and save the changes. I fix the errors that the other team in another country make all day in the very same files I work on simply because their goals are based on numbers and not quality. And I try to do so with incredible accuracy and speed. Yay me.
I don't know what's worse, the company or the client. Really, they both suck serious a** at this moment.
I don't know what I do. I know I do what I am told. I follow the rules and instructions set before me. I put things into a computer all day and save the changes. I fix the errors that the other team in another country make all day in the very same files I work on simply because their goals are based on numbers and not quality. And I try to do so with incredible accuracy and speed. Yay me.
I don't know what's worse, the company or the client. Really, they both suck serious a** at this moment.