No Thanks
Giving me more reason to leave the job: the big big BIG boss has no manners. I, for one, always say thank you. I think that’s only polite, right? So why is it that even if I arranged the focus group they planned they had: 1) failed to offer me food and 2) failed to thank me for all the trouble? Oh wait, I forgot – they don’t fucking care. The worst part is, another group is scheduled for tomorrow and I’m pretty sure they’d treat me as if I was irrelevant. Again. It’d be okay if they paid me for overtime.
Well, while waiting for them to finish I had gone over job postings online and sent out my resume. It feels good knowing that if someone does plan to hire me that I could shove their awful magazine up their asses. Anyway, there’s this one job that I think I’d have to work for this weekend (the application, I mean) because I am desperate and in need of salvation. What happened tonight is just one of the many reasons why I hate my job and it made me really believe that sticking with this isn’t going to be healthy for my well-being. I think the only thing that kept me from storming out of there awhile ago was that my boss didn’t come to work the whole day, which means pressure was not a word I had to deal with. I really don’t mind arranging stuff like this because I love organizing little meetings or even big events. But to totally ignore the work I’ve put in is unforgivable, not to mention unnerving.
I’m really hoping someone calls me for an interview. Please.
