Holy fuck on a stick. My new job gets more stupid by the minute. As if the crazy Russian lady isn't enough to cope with.
I've been working on the budget presentaion and budget book for the whole place since I started. Every day there are changes to this presentation - multiple changes. I have worked overtime for 2 weeks plus went in this weekend. Today I have to have 15 binders put together of the entire presentation (which is 82 slides), plus 45 pages of appendix backup, separated by the six divisions with labeled tabs, cover sheet, and introduction letter - by 4pm - to be FedEx'd to the Board of Directors.
They decide at 9am, they don't like the background or title slide. I have to redo the entire presentation because the new picture throws off all the text, al the charts, all thier bullshit. I manage to get it all done. I start in on the production of the 15 binders.
I am just finishing the 15 binders at 3:15pm, when the VP says, "So are 6 of these for my meeting at 3:30?" No - no one told me of the additional 6 copies. I ordered supplies for the 15 sets I was told about in a special meeting that took me away from the 25000 changes you had me working on last week. Now I scramble to get him 6 more copies, try to find more binders, tabs, and get the copier to work. Mind you this is all in color.
Then I get a call, now it's 8 copies. Then Miss Need To FedEx by 4pm who said specifically, "I only need 15." now tells me she needs 4 more tomorrow and probably will need 10 more on Thurday for the meeting.
Ok I work in the finance dept. Can you people add it up and just give me one number to work with here? 36 copies of this ridiculous poject is nothing like 15 AT ALL!
I was wrong. This is too hard. These people are crazy. I don't want to work here. This isn't the dream job. This is a fuckin nightmare. I want my unemployment and my couch back PRONTO!
Forgive my bitching. I just know that you kids will understand that this is stupid.
I've been working on the budget presentaion and budget book for the whole place since I started. Every day there are changes to this presentation - multiple changes. I have worked overtime for 2 weeks plus went in this weekend. Today I have to have 15 binders put together of the entire presentation (which is 82 slides), plus 45 pages of appendix backup, separated by the six divisions with labeled tabs, cover sheet, and introduction letter - by 4pm - to be FedEx'd to the Board of Directors.
They decide at 9am, they don't like the background or title slide. I have to redo the entire presentation because the new picture throws off all the text, al the charts, all thier bullshit. I manage to get it all done. I start in on the production of the 15 binders.
I am just finishing the 15 binders at 3:15pm, when the VP says, "So are 6 of these for my meeting at 3:30?" No - no one told me of the additional 6 copies. I ordered supplies for the 15 sets I was told about in a special meeting that took me away from the 25000 changes you had me working on last week. Now I scramble to get him 6 more copies, try to find more binders, tabs, and get the copier to work. Mind you this is all in color.
Then I get a call, now it's 8 copies. Then Miss Need To FedEx by 4pm who said specifically, "I only need 15." now tells me she needs 4 more tomorrow and probably will need 10 more on Thurday for the meeting.
Ok I work in the finance dept. Can you people add it up and just give me one number to work with here? 36 copies of this ridiculous poject is nothing like 15 AT ALL!
I was wrong. This is too hard. These people are crazy. I don't want to work here. This isn't the dream job. This is a fuckin nightmare. I want my unemployment and my couch back PRONTO!
Forgive my bitching. I just know that you kids will understand that this is stupid.
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Re: You want what? When?
Mon, May 12, 2008 - 8:54 PMThat's it!
I am getting out my costume and my hairpiece. Driving my way down to San Diego and go this on those stupid people...esp that Russian Chick people.tribe.net/0d69ffa6-...110e6660d3
I think the fact that you have been able to pull off all the ridiculous demands of jobs and even delivered more than they expected (Bonnie told me how you spent time to re-design the whole presentation after that Russian Chick's never ending harassment and how even that psycho chick was impressed by the outcome) created the fantasy that you really have superpower and that they don't really need to do their job to ensure correct information is passed onto you in order to get the job done.
Now that you don't care about this job as much, you should tell them no you can't get that done when they make the 3837289408th change and ask for a different number of copies for the 374738394837th time. Train them like how you would potty-train a puppy!
And if they turn out to be hopeless for training, go towards the nearest exit and get out of this psycho ward asap!
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 9:12 PMDearest Martini,
Please come down and Kung Pao thier ass. I would L O V E to see that.
But my prize for doing this stupid task - is I get to see you this Friday. And then e get to go play at Tribal Fest. Then all wil be well.
And they can go take a flying leap into the bay. I mean it's just across the street.
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 9:16 PM"And they can go take a flying leap into the bay. I mean it's just across the street."
As long as they don't forget their chain belts and concrete shoes!
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 11:23 PMYes, i will be happy to Kung Pao / Kimchi or Wasabi their sorry ass for your entertainment.
We will have so much fun driving to TF together and party on for three days.
AND next time, you are not staying behind just to get in to work on weekends to compensate those people's incompetency when Bonnie comes to stay at my place. We three go into the jacuzzi together, under the stars and drink wine.
No amount of money worths a person's mental health.
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 12:28 AMoh hunny you are being so abused and taken advantage of. this makes me soooo mad! grumbles incoherently to self obscene things to do to these crazy people.
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 8:55 PMmonster.com.
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 9:29 PMYou know I don't want to work anymore. I am so over being at someone else's mercy for a paycheck and some health insurance. I want to be indepedantly wealthy - enough to buy a reasonable houe and live there with my beautiful wife happy and healthy while the world goes bonkers without me having to participate. I'd love to spend my 40 hours a week volunteering at the Buddhist temple, giving meditation classes to women, helping hungry children get food - you know real world things.
I want my life back. I haven't worked this hard for a long time. It's not that I can't do it. I can. That's been proven. I'm just sick of it. I'm going to be 48 in August. I'm done. I've actually worked enough hours in my lifetime already to be ready to retire. OK I'M SO READY! -
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 9:36 PMGoddammit. I am so tired and grouchy that my typing has gone south along with my mood.
It is realy not fair. I have spent the last four years working on all my issues, getting rid of my anger, addressing my past, learning to be calm, using loving compassion, right intention, meditating. I was finally able to sleep through the night, be at peace with myself, be content with the present moment with no worries of past or fiuture.
These fuckers have blown a big hole right through the middle of all of it. I am so mad at them for that. It has taken them a month. A month of relentless bullshit. I am exhausted, can't sleep, and have given up my whole life, all my activites, for this stupid ass job.
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Mon, May 12, 2008 - 10:17 PMAmen it has to stop. Bonnie's not the only one who needs to look after her health.
No job is worth turning into a raving basketcase! Take care of yourself hun...
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 12:23 AM"This has to stop. I told HR and my boss, I did not sign up FOR THIS."
Good. Jobs without clear boundaries are just as crazymaking as people without them. Actually I think they're worse because of being able to hold you hostage to money and insurance. Take care. -
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 5:28 AMLaura,
Please please please take care of yourself and don't let that stupid job undo all the progress you have made in the last year.
I am a couple years older than you are and unfortunately found myself in kind of the same situation. I left a terrible job that I made a ton of $ at but wore me down to nothing. Went sailing for awhile and swore that when I had to go back to work it wouldn't be at the same kind of job. Well guess what? When you need $ you go back to what you know.
So here I sit. Except that tomorrow is my last day at this "job from hell." And after I leave here I am going to work at a marina where I will be outdoors all the time, dealing with people who are on the water and having fun. It's tough walking away from good $ and insurance but I have learned my mental health and sense of well being is more important than anything.
Plus at the ripe ole age of 52 I now realize that life is definitely too fucking short to be chained to a desk in a cube being miserable.
Trust in yourself, your partner, karma, the goddess of the universe, your friends, but mainly yourself ...
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 9:57 AM"This has to stop. I told HR and my boss, I did not sign up FOR THIS. "
BRAVA!
Good on your for setting a boundary. Those people seem like a roomfull of ADD children who have never had any adult supervision.
You are to be commended for your restraint in not committing multiple homicides.
And BTW- if I look even half as good as you in 10 years (I'm 38) I'll be plenty happy!
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 6:30 AMLaura,
You're too spirited and vivacious to be stuck in that goddamn mental sweatshop. Know that if you get the hell out of there, it is no reflection on you, (I know that I would try to be stubborn and hang in there just to show the assholes up) you need to keep and maintain your sanity and this job is nothing but harmful. I swear, I think you work with the aliens from "They Live".
This is not your dream job. Your dream job is somewhere else far from there. Leave them to their billion binders and whatever the hell else they want. They are not worthy of your presence. Get thee the hell out of there.
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 7:26 AMI will personally fly out there and kick each and every last one of them, teeth first, into the bay for being such dillwads to you Laura!!!!
seriously...That is the biggest load of BS I've ever heard...Maybe you should start asking for their requests in writing and advising them that when there is a set deadline, you will be able to make only X number of changes/corrections in that timeframe. Or the project just won't be ready. Their choice.
I had to do that with my bosses and life is MUCH simpler now.
i love you and Bonnie!~
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 9:54 AMI will personally start filling applications everywere , give you some time to see if you can adjust at the work place ( new enviroments of work for me can be really stressfull sometimes, since i have to get use to the surrondings and the people) if you still feel to stressfull, fly away , it is not worth your peace. But at the same time you give yourself sometime to proof that was not really what you want.
Belive me I 'm so ready for retirement too, and still a way to go. Good Luck and remmember , a company can replace you anytime but your family will never, take care of yourself !!
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Tue, May 13, 2008 - 10:44 AMLaura...get out. Add Craigslist to your website list to visit. I hear you; I really do. And it is okay to bail. I lasted eight weeks at the Orleans Parish DA''s office...I was being bullied and overworked and undertrained and pulling 12 hour days and eating xanax like candy and crying on the drive home every night. My guts would clench up on Saturday night at the thought of Monday morning.
I realized I would shortly be either back in a locked psych ward or dead. And absolutely no job is worth that. Yeah, I gave one week notice with a bullshit reason and quit, and I have been grossly underpaid ever since, but I can fucking sleep at night and going to my job now doesn't make me physically sick.
You are not a failure because you couldn't live up to their draconian "standards" (they are crazymakers and you are set up to fail).
Get out. (imagine that in the voice of the demon from the amityville horror)
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