residual 2006
-Last Wednesday: Our cops and courts reporter was "asked to leave."
-Saturday: Our city schools reporter put in her two weeks notice.
-Monday: I found out from Mum that a good family friend died in November. She only just received the holiday letter from his widow. I wasn't as close to them as my parents were, it just sucks because Ray was the first person in this stupid state who actually made me feel like I might belong.
-Monday evening: I get home to find a letter from our apartment complex informing us we're two months behind on our rent. Thus we should prepare to pay it all in full plus late fees by noon Tuesday or be evicted.
-Tuesday: Fight with apartment complex before work to get them to take my ruddy credit card so we can have a place to live.
-Wednesday: Didn't eat lunch until 4.
-Today: Was asked why I don't have Monday's article already interviewed and written so the ME can lay it out.
Well gee.
It's apparent that my best is NEVER good enough and I'm getting tired. I was the "new girl" for approximately three hours when I filled out my paperwork. Since then I've been expected to be a seasoned reporter who knows six bloody cities and all of the inhabitants backwards and forwards. I appreciate the vote of confidence but that's about it.
I thought this was supposed to be a new year. I guess it is, it's just the same old shit.
Will put up with this same old shit until my lease runs out just so I can have a year's worth of experience on my resume.
-Saturday: Our city schools reporter put in her two weeks notice.
-Monday: I found out from Mum that a good family friend died in November. She only just received the holiday letter from his widow. I wasn't as close to them as my parents were, it just sucks because Ray was the first person in this stupid state who actually made me feel like I might belong.
-Monday evening: I get home to find a letter from our apartment complex informing us we're two months behind on our rent. Thus we should prepare to pay it all in full plus late fees by noon Tuesday or be evicted.
-Tuesday: Fight with apartment complex before work to get them to take my ruddy credit card so we can have a place to live.
-Wednesday: Didn't eat lunch until 4.
-Today: Was asked why I don't have Monday's article already interviewed and written so the ME can lay it out.
Well gee.
It's apparent that my best is NEVER good enough and I'm getting tired. I was the "new girl" for approximately three hours when I filled out my paperwork. Since then I've been expected to be a seasoned reporter who knows six bloody cities and all of the inhabitants backwards and forwards. I appreciate the vote of confidence but that's about it.
I thought this was supposed to be a new year. I guess it is, it's just the same old shit.
Will put up with this same old shit until my lease runs out just so I can have a year's worth of experience on my resume.