Please shoot me.

Ok, I must have done something really sucky in a former life because my current job is pure hell. I took Monday off to spend with the kids, relax, etc. I felt pretty good on Tuesday morning. Then I arrived at work and I got that tight feeling in my chest and as I waltzed through the front door, I figured it out, figured out why I've been tenser than usual lately- it's cuz working at this company is sucking the life right out of me.

And to drive the point home, yesterday was just a totally suck day. Pre-acquisition, I felt like I had a meaningful and challenging role, and within a few mere months it's been reduced to shit. Yesterday it was one slap after another; "oh, no one talked to you about these organizational changes? Isn't that something HR helps with?" [SLAP] "oh, she never called you back from that urgent message you left her last week? That's strange, she always gets right back to me" [SLAP] "oh, you weren't cc'd on that email? She must have forgot about you" [SLAP]

It's laughable really. 'Cept I ain't laughing and all of this makes me want to bite people.

The thing is, I don't have a huge ego and I don't require much to just be content doing my thing. I don't need stroking, coddling, lavish praise. I do need respect for my basic intelligence and experience. I mean, I haven't gotten by on my looks alone you know! I also need to have a purpose and need to be challenged, and by challenged, that doesn't include being on the party committee. I could give a shit about work parties (especially when they won't let us have alcohol at work events anymore, thanks a lot you tea-totalling bags of shit), and I could care less about what color tablecloths to get at Co.stco. Fuck tablecloths, fuck Co.stco, and fuck this place.

The great news is that new company offered me a great job, great salary and benefits, and a start date at the end of Feb, which gives me plenty of time to take off between jobs and regain my sanity. Well, let's be real- I don't know that I'll ever regain it, but hopefully I can be slightly less postal and not want to bite people. At least not all the time.

So I'm going to take the new job, give my notice at this shit-hole at the end of the week, and just move on. Who knows if the new company will turn out to be a great move or not, but it's got to be better than this...

Now if you will excuse me, I have a very important meeting about tablecloths that must be attended to.