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It's official. I hate my job.
Now, I know this morning was my fault. I use my cell phone as an alarm clock, and most of the time (read: all but twice in the past 9 months) it works like a charm. However, I forgot to turn it off vibrate last night, and consequently overslept this morning. Mind you, I was not late to a regular work day. Ordinarily I start at 8 (what was supposed to be 8:15 when I was hired). Today I was supposed to be here at 7 so I could go with Mike to Springfield to finish up a renewal we should have had done last week when we started it. So, bosslady calls me at 7:30 and wakes me up out of a dead sleep, tells me Mike's waiting on me at the office. I wake up, apologize profusely, say I'll be there in 15 minutes and start getting ready. I got to work in 10 minutes. Mike had already left. So, I call bosslady back twice, no answer. Call Mike. I apologize profusely yet again. I ask if he wants me to meet him there (because, frankly, I'd probably beat him there - it's only an hour and a half away). He says, "No. I'll talk to YOU on Monday," and hangs up. Great. That really won't make me dread coming to work more than usual. So, now I'm at work at 7:40.
Carol (bosslady) just came in. It's 9:16.
Like I said, I know this is my fault. I could have easily resolved the problem, but instead he hangs up on me and becomes a general prick about it. Did I mention I've been late only twice in 9 months and I've only had three days off? I put in more time here than anyone else, including the bosses, and it's just the fact that they're going to hang this over my head for months like it happens all the time. It's just dumb. I didn't do it on purpose, and I sure as hell don't make a habit of it. The fact that I made it to work in 10 minutes from a naked stage IV rem to fully dressed and ready to go (after crawling through my passenger door because my driver's side door was frozen) is worth something right? And, I definitely would have met him up there. Can we just deal with it like fucking professionals and move on?
Anyway... I'm not denying I messed up, but can we just address it and get it over with? Do we really need to stretch it out to the point I absolutely despise my work environment? I hope not. Someone really needs to read the One Minute Manager. I've kicked ass at my job the past week while they were gone - skiing at Lake Tahoe. I dropped my task list down from 30 action items (yes, it really is like Office Space) to the current 7. I'll knock out four more of those today and the rest don't come up until April unless he starts bringing in new business.
Carol hasn't said a word to me this morning, and she works three feet away - there's even an open window between our offices.
When people ask me what I do for a living, I'd rather not say I'm a clearinghouse for aggravation.
Hi everyone, my name is Sean. I hate my job.
Now, I know this morning was my fault. I use my cell phone as an alarm clock, and most of the time (read: all but twice in the past 9 months) it works like a charm. However, I forgot to turn it off vibrate last night, and consequently overslept this morning. Mind you, I was not late to a regular work day. Ordinarily I start at 8 (what was supposed to be 8:15 when I was hired). Today I was supposed to be here at 7 so I could go with Mike to Springfield to finish up a renewal we should have had done last week when we started it. So, bosslady calls me at 7:30 and wakes me up out of a dead sleep, tells me Mike's waiting on me at the office. I wake up, apologize profusely, say I'll be there in 15 minutes and start getting ready. I got to work in 10 minutes. Mike had already left. So, I call bosslady back twice, no answer. Call Mike. I apologize profusely yet again. I ask if he wants me to meet him there (because, frankly, I'd probably beat him there - it's only an hour and a half away). He says, "No. I'll talk to YOU on Monday," and hangs up. Great. That really won't make me dread coming to work more than usual. So, now I'm at work at 7:40.
Carol (bosslady) just came in. It's 9:16.
Like I said, I know this is my fault. I could have easily resolved the problem, but instead he hangs up on me and becomes a general prick about it. Did I mention I've been late only twice in 9 months and I've only had three days off? I put in more time here than anyone else, including the bosses, and it's just the fact that they're going to hang this over my head for months like it happens all the time. It's just dumb. I didn't do it on purpose, and I sure as hell don't make a habit of it. The fact that I made it to work in 10 minutes from a naked stage IV rem to fully dressed and ready to go (after crawling through my passenger door because my driver's side door was frozen) is worth something right? And, I definitely would have met him up there. Can we just deal with it like fucking professionals and move on?
Anyway... I'm not denying I messed up, but can we just address it and get it over with? Do we really need to stretch it out to the point I absolutely despise my work environment? I hope not. Someone really needs to read the One Minute Manager. I've kicked ass at my job the past week while they were gone - skiing at Lake Tahoe. I dropped my task list down from 30 action items (yes, it really is like Office Space) to the current 7. I'll knock out four more of those today and the rest don't come up until April unless he starts bringing in new business.
Carol hasn't said a word to me this morning, and she works three feet away - there's even an open window between our offices.
When people ask me what I do for a living, I'd rather not say I'm a clearinghouse for aggravation.
Hi everyone, my name is Sean. I hate my job.