My job is driving me crazy!!!

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Seriously. It is driving me crazy.

I can’t take it. I wake up every morning and give myself the speech. You can do it. Smile. It isn’t that bad. Push through it. There is a light at the end of the tunnel.

That works for about 5 minutes. It only takes 5 minutes for me to read a dysfunctional email. Or be asked a remedial question. Or to be asked to prove I did what I said I did. AND THIS IS EVERY DAY.

Eight hours of pure torture.

my job

It gets progressively worse. I close my door – they knock. I put up a do not disturb sign – they disturb. I can’t take vacation everyday. I honestly don’t know what to do.

I just wish the people I worked for and with could think through things. It would make my day manageable. When people cant think through anything, chaos ensues. And I work in a line of business that makes real time decisions that impact people’s livelihood on a daily basis. It is terrifying to know the whimsical methods used to make serious life altering decisions take place in my place of employment.

I really don’t want to start off 2014 working in this office. I want to be happy. I want to smile more. I might not make it.

*sigh*

 

 

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