I have to go to another fucking wedding this weekend, for someone I don't even care about. Hell, I can't remember which cousin (they're twins) is getting married. I'm only going so I can see my niece. Why do I feel obligated to spend $400 to attend the wedding of someone I don't even like? Her sister's wedding was a positive nightmare.
I very nearly quit today. My boss is incompetant. Nobody I'm working with understands anything, but they all pretend they do. They focus on nit-picky details in parts of the project I haven't finished yet, while ignoring the major issues I asked them to discuss and make a decision on. My boss ignores my emails, it's taken 3 years for him to finally give me the photo CDs I've been asking for, and he stops by my office every 2-3 weeks (if that). Does he have the slightest clue what I do? No. So why does he decide this year to give me a lower performance rating? Because he's a fucking idiot, that's why. Hell, this afternoon he told me to just drop all sub-navigation from the new site because he didn't want to deal with figuring out what to include. WTF? Honestly, the man is a moron. I hope he gets fired when they rearrange the structure of the institution. I think know a blindfolded pony with a squirrel on its back could do a better job.
Boys are stupid and ask you out for coffee, then disappear from the face of the earth and refuse to respond to your email saying that would be nice & would this time work. Chicken. I can see that you logged in, so I know you got my message.
I am angry about everything and just want to cry and bitch to the world. I want to eat a pan full of brownies without worrying that I'll get fat(ter). I want to go home and never have to come back to this place. I want to work where people actually appreciate what I do, rather than seemingly sabotaging all of my projects. Heck, I don't want to work at all.
I found a job listing for which I am preeminently qualified. But it's in Eagan, which is farther that I really want to drive every day. I should apply anyway. It can't be worse than this hell-hole.
Posted by rachel at June 2, 2005 04:55 PM
Dear friend, a better job is worth the drive. Go for it.
Posted by: colleen s o at June 3, 2005 01:09 PM