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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

beyond frustrated

Work has been very challenging this week month year. So much so that I had to excuse myself and head down the hall to keep from just packing my stuff and walking out the door. To calm down and curb my anger and frustration. And a little to hide my red eyes.

The thing is it's not the work. I love the work. And it's not the people I work with. They're (mostly) great, too. It's the inability of the managers to manage people. Projects, they get, well, mostly. People? Not so much. Not really, at all.

Only those with families of their own have their personal time valued. The fact I consider my furry kid among my family is completely lost on them. The fact that I choose my friends to be my family for now, also lost on them.

I won't go into too many more details. Because if and when I leave, it will be on my terms, not theirs. But I needed a minute to grumble. Thanks for listening reading.


Glitter said...

I feel like that no matter where I work. You always get one jerk in the bunch.

SDW said...

Surprisingly dear, I think that we're all on the same page here.

Someone inevitably puts a turd in the punch bowl.