Feb 14, 2007 19:50
So there I am at work, and the guy who was my original trainer and then went to work for one of the onsite teams had been hanging around HQ for a couple of days. He listened in to a couple of people's calls, including mine, and generally dispensed giblets of long-forgotten or nevermentioned lore.
As he's a fairly good sort, and actually lived through the decline of my current workplace (I came in after it was already a wreck), I felt fairly comfortable ranting at him about the multiple utter stupidities of the current situation.
While driving home, I was still thinking about them.
When I got there, I freshened my CV and applied for half a dozen jobs via the SEEK website.
You know you have a bad job when you wake up in the morning and seriously consider the pros and cons of phoning in sick purely so you won't have to endure another day there. And you have no sick leave and won't be paid for the absence, but you still spend several minutes fantasising about anything BUT dragging your sorry butt in through those doors again. Spending the day doing housework, maybe, or just curled up in a ball on the floor whimpering.
It's not as if the job is difficult. The work itself is physically very cushy. The management is weaker than thin soup, so there's not a lot of stress from that front. It even pays fairly well.
I think one of the big factors is that almost everything about the job points to a total lack of respect. The majority of the work we're given is not tech work, it's unnecessary red tape, admin shuffling and pushing bits around in sequences a bright primary school kid could master in a day or so. Every other team and manager treats us as a kind of secretarial pool instead of a technical division. In a nutshell, when I was being interviewed for a "helpdesk position", I was being lied to.
And I do not hold to that.
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