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Ye-AAH, kanka.

Posted on Thursday, April 2, 2009 in Someone please pay me to bitch.

Let us just skip the introduction here. New blog, blah blah blah. <Insert statement about how my life is boring and you don’t have to read this if you don’t want to…> bah!

I am a young female living in a pretentious area in Colorado, somewhere in the lower left-hand corner of the state and that’s just about all you need to know about me for the time being.

Today, I came to the conclusion (as I have on many other days), that people are rotten. Example: My boss, typically works 1-2 weeks out of the month (the other two are spent on various vacations or skiing/snowboarding–yay for her, right?). This is fine because she employs me. She pays me a measly salary which makes her feel like leaving me to handle everything alone is A-ok. I am the sort of person who convincingly “enjoys” eating shit all day, so this arrangement “works” for the time being. I am also a competent person who finds worth in doing things competently, correctly and relatively quickly (aka, no job too big or fucking-off-the-moon ridiculous for me!!) so she feels confident in her absence extending well beyond a month at a time (did I mention I work in a commission-based career…you may guess where this is headed). All of this would be A-ok with me if it weren’t for two small details (damn us type-a personalities and our details): 1. I do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT get paid proportionately for the amount of work (and ass-covering) that I do in a day, hell in an hour. 2. It never fails that when she IS in the office, she whines (in her whiniest voice) that she hates having to come home from vacation and go right back to work. In my opinion (coming from a person who hasn’t had a week vacation since last April, and then it was just a week), she should shut the fuck up and be happy that she gets to go on vacation every other week. You didn’t make the silly assumption, did you, that these are somehow “working” vacations? I’m going to give you the benefit of the doubt that you did not. So, you’re probably asking yourself how she stays in business, right? I have also asked this question, and the only answer I can manage to find is: me. Not knowing all of the circumstances, this might sound conceited, and maybe it is. But I know that I do a damn good job, I keep shit in line and make sure her ass and everyone else’s ass who works in our office doesn’t wind up in court. I can’t really describe what it is that I do, because knowing my luck, some shitstick from my office will find this blog and well then it’s all over, isn’t it? Anonymity is key my dear friends!

So, the even that leads me to truly believe that people are rotten is as follows: My boss just came back from a weekend camping with her worthless husband (literally, and this is being kind I think) and too-smart-for-her kids….last weekend, which included the Friday before. In the meantime, between Monday and now, my immune system has taken a dump all over my life, I have canker sores, a cold, I haven’t been thinking clearly on and off, am having some sort of reproductive problems apparently (we’ll know more tomorrow), and I sneezed on Tuesday and threw my back out. I have been appearing every day for work, to sit at my desk with a fucking heating pad cemented to my ass. Do you think that any of these events would stop her from taking the other nimrod in my office and going on a 5-day, no cell-phone signal rafting trip? (I should also mention that the “nimrod” I am referring to also just returned from a skiing weekend in Utah, two weekends ago, BOO!) Hell no! Don’t get me wrong, I received plenty of sympathy looks and useless remarks of the “I’m sorry” nature, but come twelve o’clock, those broads are long gone.

This is the result of letting the world use you as a stepping stone to get somewhere else.

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