Trapped in a basement....

I work in a basement.....there's dust on everything. Everyone once in a great while, I see sunlight....

Friday, November 13, 2015

I'm trapped in this job. trapped by my perspective of the world (how ever delusional it may be), I am convinced that I can't find another job that would accept me with the qualifications I have. I'm so convinced of this, that I am now pursuing a masters in social work. In the mean time though, I have to work for free 3 days a week, 8 hours a day. How am I going to do this? I have until September of 2016 to figure this out. In the mean time, I have short-timers disease at my current job. I have burned out and risen again like a phoenix, repeatedly for a span of 20+ years and now I'm just done. I'm done with all of the johnny new guys who walk in with a "Heyyy! this is great!!" attitude.. I'm done with the jaded version of that same guy who says " I have to make money, so I'm doing side-work" and finally I'm done with the Johnny "I don't give-a-f**k" guy at the end of the road who at best, leaves under semi-good terms, at worst he ducks out of places we go because he's ashamed of the things he's done. I CANNOT CHANGE PEOPLE. If I work with people who are careless, i cannot change them. I have to change my response to them. I used to get really angry on a regular basis. I used to rant and rave and throw things and pound my fists until I broke or sprained bones. Now? I really don't see the point anymore. I'm done here. I just need to make it official. Every variety of clown that walks through the door, I've seen before. I'm taking off....

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