Work

What is it about eevery morning. I t feels like today could be the day. It could be different. But you wake at the same time. You shower. You dress. Do your hair. Eat breakfast. Drive to work. Seems like this is what I did yesterday. Then work itself is the same. Walk in. Start your computer. Wish your boss was not there. You are happy he is on the phone because saying good morning takes more out of you than you can give right now. And then the real work begins because boss #2 has decided after telling you yesterday she would be there today that she needs more space and quiet to complete her work. Well her "work" is her personal taxes. Nothing to do with the company. side note: why do I have to file their personal financial statements? why do I need to know how much they made/lost the previous month? highly irritates me to no end. So I have to get the infor for boss #1. Not easy to do since I have never done it before and boss #2 doesn't really explain it. On to the next project where SM tells me it will be the last invoice and guess what another shows up after I tell the PM to tell the owner there will be no more. Probably twenty minutes were spent on the phone with SM explaining why after promising me it was the last it actually wasn't. Now telling PM that they have to tell the owner I "lied" was fun. Back to SM trying to get a guarantee in writing took all day and I still do not have it. Only one person can help and she was doing payroll today and could not be interrupted. That is my dream. To do payroll straight through without any botherings. So I wait to call and guess what she is out to lunch now. So I wait again and guess what? She does not answer. I leave a voicemail and of course I do not hear back before I leave for the day. Speaking of leaving for the day. I took my 15 while taking the mail this afternoon and upon my return I found an empty office only after answering the phone and putting someone on hold thinking boss #1 was still there. Ridiculous how he does that. Long story longer work day sucked. Still hate boss. Still wish to quit. Till next time.

Those that are most slow in making a promise are the most faithful in the performance of it.
— Jean Jacques Rousseau