Bullshit Squared
Conversation tonight with J.
Me: I’m used to bullshit at work. I know every job has it’s bullshit, but this is bullshit squared.
J: hmm, mmm.
Conversation at work today.
younger stressed out gay coworker: So and so is going to be mad that I haven’t finished their project yet.
wise old me: Well, they’re just going to have to understand that we’re only so many people and we can only do so much work. I mean, it’s not like we’re just sitting around with our thumbs up our asses.
coworker (wisfully): That would be more fun.
Me: mmm… I’m not sure about that.
Other coworker: (cracking up)
Hating work, but everyone around me is too, so I guess that helps a little. Talked 2 coworkers into grabbing a quick drink after work sans boss. It was nice because I’ve been yelling at one of them a lot, so it allowed me to assuage my guilt about being mean to my coworkers because of my own stress level.
I’m either going to “work from home” tomorrow and force people (my boss) to pick up their own marbles tomorrow or I’m going to go in (maturely) and ask to talk to my boss about “my roles and responsibilities” and explain that the job I’m doing now is not in any way, shape, or form, the job I applied for. Of course, in my mind, this requires an ultimatum (LOVE ultimatums) but you have to be prepared to call someone’s bluff in these situations. Could I quit my job tomorrow? If I sold my mini (weep!), Yes, I suppose I could. J is a little freaked out, and I am financially conservative and don’t really want to quit my job, and I suppose it would be silly. But I hate it.
blah blah blah… ramble….. ramble on. Sorry. This is silly. Suck it up girlfriend and do crap work for a decent wage. It’s what we all do, right? Right. (end of whining)
