Those were the first words of a recent article I read about life in the workplace. I don't even remember what the point of article was...I'm not even sure I got past the first seven words, but I definitely felt like the whole thing was written by me, for me. If you lived a day in the life of me, you'd totally understand why those words jumped right off the page and grabbed me by the nose and demanded my attention. I am sure that in the grand scheme of things, feeling like my job totally sucks is probably not a very unique problem. But when you're going through your own personal work hell, it truly feels like nobody knows your sorrow. This past week, I had a huge blow-up with my boss and I swear he is hell bent on making me wish I worked anywhere but where I work. Not only is he a buffoon, he's also a loon. He's totally out of touch with reality, he has the most unrealistic demands, and he has no idea how to communicate with his staff, he is always right, and nobody except a priviledged few have anything of value to say. That's how he feels. I tried so hard not to wind up exactly where I am, working for yet another jackass...but yet here I am...different zoo, same animals. UGH! Well, the good thing is...I know how to leave work at work. And I try to make it through my 9.5 hours a day the best way I can. Weekends have never looked as good as they do these days. Hopefully it's just a phase. Maybe he's having a hard time at home, and it carries over into the workplace. Iowno. lol. But in the meantime...I'm sure my alcohol intake will increase dramatically...and probably so will my postings to this blog. Maybe I'll even start exercising to blow off steam. lol. This could end up being a good thing. We'll see... Thanks for letting me vent!
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