Work = Sucky Sucky

26 May

Work officially sucks the wang. I don’t know whose wang or how long said wang is, but it sucks – huge. Last week, the boss called us individually into her office and explained to us what this new ‘direction’ for the department was going to be. I was second to go in to talk to her, right after the heffer. The boss began by reiterating the fact that the chick currently on maternity leave would not be coming back. She then went right to the point, they will be hiring a new senior person to come in and help with projects. The boss is of the belief that the department is getting better known amongst the field and that our current staffing situation is not adequate enough to meet the demands on us. What does this mean for me? Exactly what I thought it would; once Ju-Ju and the summer student are gone, all of the dog-fuck jobs will be put back on my plate. “I’m not sure this is where you want your career to be right now,” she told me. I lied and said that I hadn’t given it much thought; meanwhile, I’ve been searching job postings and sending my resume out for weeks now.

I’ll admit; it stung to hear my boss be so cold about my position within the department. Here she was going on about team work and strengthening the team and in the next breath, saying that my role in that team building process would be minimal. When I started there two years ago, the focus was on teaching me about the industry, about the job, about the company. Yet, there I was being told that they were basically giving up on me. Instead of giving me more responsibility and continuing to help me learn, I was being delegated back to the most junior of positions. I think what bothers me the most out of this whole scenario is that they’ve stolen my thunder. Now when I tell them I’ve found a job (if I ever find one) they’ll be expecting it. Before all of this stuff came about, my leaving would be a surprise. Instead, they’re probably already looking for a replacement for me.

On to other matters…

Bladder infections suck, kids. Don’t get them. ‘Nough said.

One more work related issue this evening – Ju-Ju’s chosen to accept a position on the ‘dark side’ of the company. She’s going into a department notorious for its in-fighting, back stabbing and childish behaviour. This particular department has often been referred to as “the toilet bowl of the company.” There’s a place you want to work in, eh?! Her last day with us is next Friday, so yesterday we took her out to lunch (on the company of course.) That’s right folks, keep dying, us office monkey’s need to fill our bellies!!

Being the asshole that I am, I and another co-worker are toying with the idea of starting a pool to see how long Ju-Ju will last in her new position. Yes, we’re assholes. We’ve admitted it though, that’s the first step isn’t???

And I think my brain’s tapped for now. I know, no update would be complete without a few words about the wifey. She’s sitting across from me, the glare of a computer screen reflected on her face. She’s as beautiful as ever, if only she’d start seeing that too. Earlier today she reminded me of why casual hook-ups would never work for me. She’s shown me that there really is no greater pleasure then to share yourself with the person you love. And that I do, I love her with all of my being, she’s in my every thought, every dream and she fills my senses. I’m not really sure how I got so lucky to have this incredible woman sitting across from me; all I am sure of is that this is so right.