June 27th, 2007

Pluto close up

My dad has a mullet...

As confirmed by girltype, her sister, and her sister's boyfriend. It's true, though, we decided quite a while back that he was sporting the mullet. These are the things that happen when he never cuts his damned hair.

Anyway, the real reason for this post? I really, really, REALLY do not like my job. I like the people who I work with. I love some of the people I work with. It's a good working environment in that aspect, but damn if it doesn't suck. Sunny, my new supervisor, is riding me like a motherfucker, and it's pissing me the fuck off. He keeps on telling me that I need to 'show more initiative' and 'multi-task' while I'm in the lab. Guess what? Sunny is RARELY in the lab. Ever. E-V-E-R. I'm not going to say that he doesn't do a job, because I know he does, and I know how demanding that job can be, but he's basically belittling me and making it seem like I do a bad job when I don't think I am. Yesterday we had another audit, so Sunny wasn't around at all for the day. Yesterday I got everything out in a timely manner. Yesterday kicked ass. I loved it. How ironic is it that the day where we're all under scrutiny is the first time I've actually felt good about my job? I don't want to say that I felt good because Sunny wasn't around much, but that has to be at least part of the reason. I think Sunny is a wonderful person. I like Sunny as a person a lot. I dislike Sunny as a boss quite a bit.

The people at work are getting pissed at me, too. Why? Because of the Newsletter. They think that I'm just sitting on my ass and not doing 'real work,' while they're all breaking their backs. I can understand that. Comparatively, doing the Newsletter is cake, barring looking for my boss so he can comb over it and actually thinking about what to put in it and stuff like that, and I understand how it looks, but I have NO control over that. Our boss wants me to do that, so I'm going to do what the damned owner of the company wants me to do. They don't understand that, and they don't WANT to try and understand that. So instead they all talk about me behind my back, but when the Newsletter comes out? They enjoy reading it. Bastards. My boss's wife, the VP, has said that she thinks doing it daily is too much. Sunny has said that doing it daily is too much. I say doing it daily is too much. I enjoy the newsletter. But I don't want my coworkers to hate me, in spite of the fact that I do something that pleases people (Laura told me how much she loved the newsletter). I NEED to talk with my boss and see if we can just abandon the concept. Do I want to? No, of course not. But my hands are tied. I cannot do everything that the people want me to do and stay sane if I have this huge stigma on my shoulders. The only thing that might be my saving grace in that respect would be working on it from home, but that is not something I want to do. My time at home is MY time. I toyed with the idea, but why should I sacrifice my time, probably for free?

I honestly don't know if I can make it through this time. And this time I can't be saved by going back to school in the summer. This is it. I love the company. I love the people. I love the work when I'm not being hammered down continually. And lord knows I love the money. My next paycheck will be over 1100 dollars, before taxes. I'm looking to take home about 900, and that's a nice chunk of change, let me tell you. But is it worth it? No, it isn't. It sure as hell isn't.

Plus, I can no longer surf the web during breaks because it 'looks bad.' Plus, Sunny told me that Cecelia and Cindy don't take breaks all that often, like he's saying 'why do you take them every day if they never do?' It is law that I get a break every 3 hours that I work. If my coworkers don't feel like taking it then that's their deal. Not mine. And as for how I use my time? Who cares if I go on the fucking computer? I'm not looking up porn. I'm checking my e-mail and looking up the TV news on yahoo. Occasionally, if I feel like it, I'll check my LJ. God forbid. I'll adhere to these rules, but I don't have to like it.

I had to listen to comfort music. Ironically, that includes Man in the Mirror. I'm inspired. Really, inspired.
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    MJ- Man in the Mirror