I've been stuck in a hellish job now for six months. I've been there for two years, but the last six months have been the bits that really seem like hell.
I've got a boss, he's a bonehead. Micromanagement is ok, I can put up with time-wasting people who know what they're doing. Stupidity is ok, I can ignore you.
Stupid micromanagement just pisses me off, not much more.
Been interviewing somewhere for a while... Pays less, but it's a much nicer place to work... nicer people, smarter people ... being smart is second-nature to the folks who work there. They're just an organization that moves slow in the decision-making process, and there's nothing wrong with that.
Other than the anxiety it makes me feel.
I want so much to be able to give notice where I work -- well, I really want to walk in, shout at the top of my lungs that everyone can wrap their lips around my member because I f'in quit, but that wouldn't work well.
I find myself checking the inbox on my "resume mailbox" far too often than can be healthy. Probably about three or four times an hour, looking for that note that says "they've finally decided, the wait is over."
Of course, that note could also just as easily say "the wait is over, but you're still stuck at your current hellhole. sorry, kid."
Got a note today... still in a holding pattern, still waiting, but they want more information about this and that.
"I am Jack's crossed-fingers, two on each hand."
So back I go... configuring Eudora to check my mail every 10 minutes, hoping that the information I gave them was enough.
Posted by anonymous at December 3, 2003 2:32 PM | TrackBack