...this does not make me happy...

[lavandarlizard2]

Sorry; no fic today. Maybe later in the week... Just a whine today.





Why am I logging in every time I turn around? *sigh* Never mind; I probably wouldn't understand the reason anyway.

Hmm... I have seventeen minutes before the child starts gnawing on my ankle; better type fast.

As I said above, just a bit of venting. Opening the wound to extract the infection, and all that crap.

I'm looking for another job - again. I love the job I have, but I do not love the person I work for - namely the production manager. And after being savaged in an email - written because he had just been yelled at and needed someone to vent on - for a supposed error that I never made, regarding a material we don't use, I've had it with him.

I have been asking for regular communication with this character since I started this job, but he doesn't like to talk *with* people, only *at* them. And most of his communication with me comes in the form of over-the-shoulder 'don't-bother-me-nows' flung on his way outside to smoke. He hates email, while I love it as a trail of proof.

The EVP wants us to have more communication; he even told the PM to talk to me a couple times a week, at least. In the twelve working days since then, he has spoken to me exactly zero times. So, I can only conclude that the only times he *will* speak to me, is to try to cover his own ass by dumping on me.

I love what I'm doing - it's the perfect job for me. I love untangling the various administrative threads and making things easier to use. I love increasing the usable database of information. I love learning about the business and the industry - it's quite interesting. I don't even mind being on the phone half the day all that much.

But I cannot deal with someone who is clearly incompetent at the job he was hired to perform, and who hides behind fancy footwork and misdirection to cover his lying ass.

I have PTSD; I react very badly, physically and emotionally, to being threatened in any way. It scrambles my systems for days afterward. I don't sleep; I have trouble concentrating; I even - oh, to be able to put this to productive use! - have trouble eating. And having survived the Husband From Hell, I'm not about to let some jumped-up playground bully control my life.

The company will not succeed with him, but he has a contract, so there is nothing for me to do but leave. I'm not irreplaceable; they will find someone - maybe even someone already there - to do the job. They will not do it as well or with the attention to detail that I have, and they won't think of the little things that I do to make things easier for the execs, but that probably won't matter to anyone but the EVP. I like him a lot; he's a very nice guy, but I'm just a cog, and life will go on.

As an aside, it's nice to realise that I am a valuable person to just about any team; I'll be fine. A few years ago, this would have had me in tears on a regular basis, and feeling terrified, trapped and helpless. Guess there's something to that 'live and learn' crap after all.

Comments

[calic0cat.livejournal.com]

*hugs* It sounds very much like you're making the right decision in looking for another job. No matter how great the position, if the people you have to work with are miserable SOBs, it just isn't worth it. Especially if the individual in question happens to be above you in the company foodchain. Good luck with the job hunt! (Too bad you can't send Heero the Wyvern to terrify the twit into quitting instead. Or maybe a nice little flock of chibis to make his life a living h-e-double-hockey-sticks...

And just to drift totally off-topic...
Do you have a new archive lined up? Drop me a line if you need one...

[tokie.livejournal.com]

*Glares at PM* there's more than one reason I have little desire to work in the corprate world. There should be a special hell for people who are that incompetent.

*hugs* good luck on the job search.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

I would purely love to send a whole flock of Wyverns after his ass. He just can't seem to plan; he leaves no margins for 'oops' and gets nailed every damn time something goes wrong. People have tried to explain the 'oops' concept to him, but either he doesn't get it, or he thinks it doesn't apply to him.

It's just... frustrating.

On the plus side, though, I got this job through a terrific temp agency, so I just gave them a call and yelled 'help!' They'll find me something as good or better. *snerk!* I even turned the warehouse guy onto them, and he has an interview on Monday. When I go, I take care of my friends.

And drifting along with you, I'm not sure... Maybe... I'll have to see what happens, but I really appreciate the offer. I was actually beginning to consider thinking about contemplating the possibility that I may have to actually attempt a site of my own. And that just makes me hyperventilate and hide under the bed quivering violently.

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

The funny thing about this situation is that all the people that the PM thinks are his friends are really stabbing him viciously in the back. I sometimes wonder if any of them would go so far as to sabotage him... But that's probably just my paranoia talking.

My agency will find me something; they're really great. Thanks...

[sunhawk16.livejournal.com]

I'm sending him Jersey vibes as hard as I can! Karma will get him one of these days... even if it has to wait until his next life-time when he's reincarnated as a woman. In some third world country. ~_~
He sounds like an absolute jerk.
But you totally sound like you have it all together, and who knows, if you and warehouse guy both leave... maybe somebody at that place will wake the hell up!

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

We may not be the only ones leaving. The TD told all of his people to look for new jobs, and the production people are muttering insurrection. It's really amazing how scary a lack of communication can be...

I don't know if I have anything at all together, but I feel much calmer and more relaxed. Or I did until I started shuffling furniture yesterday... Oh, owie...

[flyby.livejournal.com]

Hrm. ::hands you a paper bag:: Actually... I was thinking of making the offer to you and Sunhawk, if you wanted. Sort of a 'you get the site and I'll do the coding/archiving' thing. If you wanted. I have discovered that I like doing site design. <- strange but true, lol.

Ugh. Sucky work. ::lends you the Co-Worker Of Doom stick - the really big one with the nails in:: Knock some sense into this bunch before you move on. ::nods::

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry you have to leave a job you love so much because of an asshole like that, but it's obviously not worth your peace of mind to stay. *hugs* Assholes like that usually get away with everything until shit hits the fan. You'll be ok. From what I've seen of you so far, you've got good work ethics and are a generally nice, intellgent person. Hopefully you'll be able to find something else less stressful... Don't let it get you down too much ok?

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

0.0;

That would be... just... (searching for appropriate word... not finding one good enough... will fall back on cliche) FABULOUS!

I really need to learn to do that stuff... Join the 21st century and all that crap... But the way I learn, I would need someone standing over me for three weeks, answering the dumbest questions imaginable.

I really hate to leave, because the EVP is Japanese and a really nice guy; we have some of the neatest conversations sometimes. But then dipshit runs aground on some crisis of his own making, and screws up everyone.

Idiots...

[lavendarlizard.livejournal.com]

I have to rephrase my wish to specify 'happy' or 'content', not just a job I like. Live and learn...

I'm too old to waste time on idiots and assholes. Heh. I'm old enough to be entitled to my crankiness.

Still don't want to go tomorrow... but gotta do it anyway.

[thekittywolf.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Sucks to be you today but something's gotta get better. Balance and all that should entitle you to move into a mansion with bishie slaves any day now.

and yes. You're female and you're experienced. You're entitled to be as cranky and demanding as you wish. ^__^ Do'nt let any stupid male tell you otherwise.