September 3, 2009

• I'm not happy

  I'm really really really not happy.

  My job makes me absolutely miserable.  I can't even really describe it because it's such a weird place to work.  As an example, someone sent me an email one day at around 11:15.  At the time I was in the middle of a crisis involving another employee and their pay.  Once I resolved crisis I went to lunch (for probably only the 9th time in the 2-1/2 years I've been at this job) to celebrate a friend/co-worker's birthday.  When I returned the initiator of the email that did not get a response prior to lunch had asked my boss what my problem was and was my job too much for me.  He's the president of the company and a jerk and I really really really really don't like him with every ounce of my soul.

  Similar situation, yesterday I spent the entire day trying to resolve some compensation issues with an entire department, trying to get payroll finalized, and working on an investigation into sexual harassment charges brought by, then renegged upon by, an employee at another branch.  When an employee didn't receive a response to an email she sent early that afternoon, by 4:30 she resent, with a high priority lable, cc'ing boss woman.  I am one person overseeing all HR and Payroll functions for a company of nearly 200 people and of course every single one of those employees feels as though no matter what I'm doing I must drop everything and respond to their immediate need.

  Husband is gone on travel again (this is the 3rd of 10 weeks).  He'll be home right before Halloween.

  I hate being pregnant.  It's hard being a full time working single mom with 2-1/2 kids... how do people do that?

  I think after Itty no. 3 here comes along I'm going to stay at home.  Days filled with temper tantrums, cleaning kitchens, poopy diapers and whining with my own children sounds 100 times better than dealing with all the same things... but with 192 adults.

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