So here's my conundrum (warning: small rant ahead)

Feb 04, 2010 19:26

Last year right about this time I got a new job that I loved, became tremendous friends with my CEO (to the point he would call me about his GF, we would go driving for hours when either of us were upset, he was in the room when my husband died, I know about his offshore cash accounts, etc...), and had boatloads of fun at work.  In the last three months something has changed radically and now he can't stand me and I'm not really sure what I did wrong.  I mean, I know I'm not doing the best I can, but when I literally have nothing to do at work other than read LJ and twitter, WTF? I mean I've asked him - what else can I do?  To which I get back nothing. 

For example: I'm in charge of moving our offices from the Financial District in SF to fucking Milpitias or Fremont in two months, but I have had no feedback from him on where we are moving to!  This is after I spent all of December touring new space and his requirements changing every time I brought him a new batch of locations.  At this point, even if he decides tomorrow we will be lucky to have phones and internet when we do move!  AND WE ARE A SOFTWARE/HARDWARE DESIGN FIRM THAT INTERFACES WITH CHINA EVERY DAY.  Ahem... sorry.

I know I have gotten a little different/odd (understatement) as my grief has changed - I accept that.  But fuck me, I'm seeing a shrink, I'm on Ativan, I went thru 8 weeks of grief group therapy at the Zen Buddhist Center here in San Francisco, I've been sick for five weeks, I've called in sick three times in the last three weeks (for which I feel guilty), a quarter of the roof collapsed in my second bedroom because of all the rain; I'm clinically depressed, DUH.  But now I'm the root of all evil at my company? Even though we lost our only major client because the sound engineers didn't do what they were supposed to do and were not responsive to said client's needs.  *snort*

Now, after calling in sick today, I'm probably going to lose my job in the morning.  Good thing I was resigning anyway because there is no way in god's green earth I am going to commute TWO AND A HALF HOURS each WAY.  I've already had a couple of interviews...but it's still just killing me that I went from being this guy's support network to being the brunt of his hatred.

Thus endeth the rant.   Meh. *cough*      

sick, boss, life, husband, work

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