Tuesday, September 15, 2009


I have to say, the work dissatisfaction has gone into overdrive.  I'm at my wits end, the end of my tether, at the end of my rope. It's the straw that broke the camel's back, a bridge too far, a...you tell me.

It's too much. Too inconsiderate, too insulting. I need a change. I need to "think outside of the box." But I'm in the box. I can't see my way out. I want to completely stop. I can't see changing for a different field. Or anything remotely related to what I do now. If I get out, I want all the way out. Still, I'd say a good 80% or more of my dissatisfaction comes from my current supervisor. Worst supervisor ever.

The worst supervisor ever let it drop in a meeting today that they've made an offer to someone for the division director job. Which means that I didn't get it. Nice way to tell me.

I'd say that crying at/about work more that once in the last week is not a good sign.

Grateful for: friends.

PS I know you will be tempted to tell me to get a new job. I hear you. You are probably right. I just...can't...move. At least not yet.

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