Last week, I posted about feeling very overwhelmed, and I thank you for your patience.
Most of the reason for feeling so overwhelmed is that my job just sucks. It does every summer. It is our peak season, and things get hectic, and my boss does not handle stress well, yet simultaneously craves it. My job duties change daily, and sometimes are diametrically opposed to what I was told to do the day before. Everything is an emergency, his schedule is incredibly erratic, and he gives no one the power to make decisions on their own. A project that is time-sensitive may sit on your desk for days because you can’t get him to talk to you for five minutes to make a decision, and then when it doesn’t get done, the blame is placed squarely on your shoulders. And somehow, there is always time for blame.
I got a dressing down this past week about lunchmeat, people. LUNCHMEAT.
I’m to the point where I cry before I go to work (ok, only when it’s that time of the month… usually), and that is a very real sign that something needs to change. Meaning I need to find a new job.
Yet, it took me five months to find this one, and I’m not exactly a shlub…
So, I look. I do the job search dance. I count the minutes and hours down during my work day. I take solace during the times when the boss is not in the office. I dream of walking into his office to give him notice, and have even toyed with the idea of simply walking out and not going back. And I hope for something better.
I really hate to wish the summer away, but this is really just too much for too little in return.
Sorry the job is not going well. Hope things get better.
You can’t like what you do or for whom you work all the time. I just have to grin and bear it for now. Things will get better – thank you!