A few minutes to spare
You know what keeps hitting me in the face? Yep, you guessed it. The lack of communication I have with the world.
Not through my blog though. I am condensing my blog posts or limiting them because I cannot spend every day answering emails from online lovers and religious fanatics.
So here it goes. I want to get back on my feet and say, “hey hey… I am my upbeat social self again.” Unfortunately, I cannot do that due to the commitment I have with work and life. My life has been so busy, that breathing is becoming hard and sometimes I feel like I am suffocating daily.
I keep wishing every day, no, not only that, but I dream daily of the day I resign this job. However, I need money to continue my education and move up in life instead of being stuck in a dead zone. It sucks working in a small business because expectations from you are those of 4 people!
What is really bothering me that it doesn’t seem we will ever get a raise. No structure. No proper nurturing of the employees that work none stop for 8 hours and even do weekend work when necessary. No one cares or bothers. All they want is results and they will squeeze it out of you.
Maybe that is why I have become the most bitter but most patient person on earth. I managed to end up in a job where I have been mentally complaining about in one year than I have in all the years that I have worked in my short life combined.
I decided lately at work since I do not like being bossed around or told what to do (typical me!), that I make up my own projects and do what I want because I CAN and I have enough talents to do it. I got sick of them and I just do what I want and tell them, “Here you go! You like it? You don’t like it? Whatever.. at least I have something to show you!!! You didn’t hire me because I was cheap labour. No no!! You hired me because I can do awesome shit. But you didn’t trust me at all.. but you will now when I show you what I am really made of!”
By the way. Happy Anniversary. I have been working there for a year and my gray hair quadrupled!
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Work can be a grind. I recall days when I never thought I’d get enough sleep.
In this post you sound a bit tired, and I hope you get some rest so you’ll be back to your spunky self.
Are you going to start your own business?
I typed out a long comment because I can really relate to this post. But then I decided to keep it short and to the point instead. My advice is not to get too emotionally invested in your job. Seems like that never ends well. Your *profession*, yes… it’s good to be passionate about what you do. But jobs come and go. Just do the work as well as you can and do your bit to make it a pleasant work environment. My 2 cents worth.