My job sucks! Please humor me by allowing me to vent a bit about the Hell I work in.
Brief background:
My one boss is ready to move on with his life and had not been involved with the business for about 3 years now who found the Lord and has been saved.
My other boss is a complete two-faced wuss who will avoid confrontation at any cost, yet provoke it by pitting people against each other and somehow still professes that she too has found the Lord and been saved.
The BFB is a white trash idiot who amazes me with her humanitarian outreach to some and baffles me with her condemnation of those who oppose her.
For almost 9 years I have worked there. I have done my best to protect the business. Yet when there are serious issues I am met with adversity, lack of follow through, and no back-up. Over the past 2 years we have been slowly losing business, including clientele that have been with us for years. Yet when inquiries are made into the reasons I present my bosses with numbers and fact which is in turn contradicted by the BFB who has a plausible explanation for everything which usually leads back to being my fault.
Although I have known that my one boss talks big but never has the balls to follow through on it I had more faith in her then to speak poorly of me behind my back. Now I'm not talking about when she has a bone to pick with me and vents - we all do that at some point. I'm talking about doggin me on an interview with a potential new employee. I'm talking about instructing me on property security procedures and then undermining them by telling other employees she doesn't understand why I implemented something.
I know I have been underappreciated and taken for granted over the years, but I have been willing to accept this until my departure. (Which can't come quick enough) I still in my naivete thought that the work I did was appreciated. Today it was confirmed that my work means nothing. The blood, sweat, and tears that I have poured into this damn disfunctional abusive place have all been for naught. I am truly disgusted. The main culprit of the business' decline has been given more and more control and authority while I sit acting as if my opinion is still valued. I am consistently placated and then undermined. I truly can't stand to be there for 8 hours of my precious day. To have my mood altered and affect by the atrocities and immaturity that happens on a consistent daily basis. I wish I could find a way out now, but I have apparently made a deal with the devil and am stuck until I have served my term.
Why do I care so damn much that I allow myself to still get upset over my bosses behavior and try to continually save the business?
I should let it all go to the crapper. Why not? Aren't they doing it by their inactions?
The one question that I would like to have answered is:
After all this time, after all this mental abuse, after all this non-Christian behavior why do I still care?
September can't get here quick enough so I can finally move on with my life.
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