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Showing posts with label I hate my job. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I hate my job. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

When People Push You to The Limit aka I HATE My Job Part II

Limits. Hm... that's a very restrictive word isn't it? It's something that restraints oneself not to extend beyond that. And that's precisely why it was created- to remind the fools of the world that there are certain boundaries that a man cannot overstep nor can he go against, else that would turn on the vapid beast within the other. There are many instances that can lead to the release of the vapid beast but pushing someone to the limit is definitely one of them.

Hence, the motivation for my post today; I was pushed to my limit by none other than my own boss. Before I venture further into how this came to be, I would like to shine a light on my work relationship between my boss (let's call him *Cameron) and I. Now Cameron and I have been working for more than a year now (circa 2014) and we have worked very well together up until very recently when Cameron confessed his love for me or rather his need to have a more in-depth relationship rather than a work relationship with him... which I flat out said NO to because a) I'm not some cheap slut who sleeps around with her boss to progress further in her career, b) I'm fully committed to, respect and love the man that I am with right now and c) I'm not stupid. 

Looking at how things are between us right now i.e. not talking to each other unless we have to, Cameron doesn't seem to take this well at all. He's basically acting out like a five year old kid who was denied the pleasure of going to the park to play. He's begun to treat me rather unfairly and has also begun to show his.."true colors". In fact it has even come to the point whereby he is taking me off my current project and placing me into one of the worst projects in the office right now. I have argued, rebelled and even came so close to give in my one month's notice. And then I ended up making peace with it because my hormones are forcing me to go on a rampage and I was susceptible to making very poor decisions. Then today comes the clincher... he nonchalantly asks me to give away all my contacts for this current project to the person who will be replacing me. 

...Which...I am definitely against! Why the fuck would I hand over my effort and my money making sureties when I'm being pried off the project. Fucking no. And to think that I just came back from a meeting whereby his alternative was, you either give her your expectations or move to a different department. Which is fucked up and makes the blood boil under my skin. I cannot imagine what a two faced motherfucker he can be! I have done nothing but support him with every project we have done. I have helped make each and every project successful with my effort and this is how he repays me? Are you fucking kidding me? If there was ever a time when I wanted to quit this job, now would be the best time to do it. It's almost as if the universe is motivating me through environmental mishaps to Q.U.I.T this job. 

Now I am literally stuck with 3 choices:
  • Move to that horrible department with much lower pay and a tyrant for a boss, 
  • Give all my leads and expectations to the woman who will be taking my place, 
  • QUIT (once and for all)
Audience, you have all followed my tales of folly and occasional misfortune, help me decide. The last option is really tempting but alas, where would I go after this? Nonetheless send me your opinion of the matter in the comments box below and help me decide! 

Sunday, September 13, 2015

A Job I Hate

Hello and tally ho everyone! Sorry for the long hiatus but I was seriously deciding between what to post first and every time I wanted to get to it, something came in the way! But now that I have all the time in the world I'll get straight to it. 

I hate my job. It sucks. It's terrible. I despise it. But why, O, why am I still in it, you ask? Because of the money. There I said it. It's because of the money. Plus, I'm in no position to choose the job of my dreams as I live in a country whereby I do not have the liberty to choose the job I want because not every company wants me (with my super duper cool qualifications too!). To be honest, If I wasn't in this job, I would not have any means of survival, I would not have the money to support myself. 

That's the thing. Sometimes in life we can't choose the life that we want or the job that we want. Sometimes you have to make do and struggle with what you have right now. My moral principle in life is to do something, but to do it well aka excel in it and failure is something that I can't handle. I just have to excel in this job too. Let's just say that the job is terrible. Honestly, what I do is something beyond my tolerance nor is it something beyond my interest.

The job I'm currently in involves selling. It can be craftily described in a variety of ways but at the end of the day, It's still selling. No matter how much sparkle you add to it or how much polish you glaze over it, it's still FUCKING SELLING. And I dislike it. So much. Sometimes I literally want to just walk out in the middle of operations and never come back again. If i could, I would. But I can't so I shan't. Basically several reason could contribute to the overall terribleness of this job. Number one would be the targets. The targets that need to be achieved monthly by the salespeople are quite unrealistic especially in the respective, relevant market.

Secondly, the projects that we are selling. I'll be very fair to say that we do seldom sell projects that end up selling very well... and then we sell projects that end up not making ANY sales. Why? Because a lack of proper research has been done.  Think about it. Why would anyone keep signing up for the same event organized annually if the content has barely changed over the years? Or why would they sign up for an event that contributes nothing to their overall professional development.

At the end of the day, this job is my only source of income and hence I will have to do it well in order to achieve results. Secondly, my job options are very limited. It's not like I'm being headhunted for jobs right now nor is my CV receiving any appraisals from employers. Nonetheless, with the support of my family and my friends and boyfriend, I won't give up. I will land that dream job working for Anna Wintour (or Andre Leon Talley... he's nicer). i will become someone someday. 

And so the conslusion is... I. Hate. My. Job. 

End of.