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I've officially run out of giveadamn on a LOT of things. Too much drama in the strictly volunteer area of my life had it running low, but Tea on Tuesday (again, when did someone stamp 'Goodwill handouts found here' on my forehead?) and then work drama on Wednesday just sapped it dry.
Which is why I'm now composing in my head a few different varieties of an email that's going to the autocrats and the person in charge of facilities, because between the three of them, I might be able to get a straight answer. (The question being, just WHAT is coming from facilities, is it included in the budget of the fringe group that Waterbearing has become, and if not, here's the email of my maybe-deputy who's your new Waterbearing Steward if she'll have the spot.) I'm done. Completely, utterly done with this shit. Icing on the cake was today's email that asked a question I'd answered over a month ago, from the person who suckered me into this in the first place. So yes. I'm pissed, and I'm fed up, and I've laid out all my useful documents in Google Docs and will be giving them over to someone else if this circle jerk isn't resolved soon.
Work drama: A coworker decided to pull the 'meaning well' card and told me that she 'thinks they're watching me' after giving me a pep-talk that better sounded like a threat to my state of employment, and I spent all of Wednesday afternoon in a teary, blind panic. And then found out today after talking to four different people that no, the office is REALLY GOOD about pulling folks aside and giving them multiple warnings if there is a problem, and not only that, I'm quite liked by my supervisor. The fact I have a higher-than-average computer literacy rate AND help out more than one other department on a regular basis pretty much cements the fact that even if I somehow screw up, I won't be escorted from the building by HR any time soon. And if I hadn't been so furious and nervous Wednesday, it would have occurred to me that the email I received about the all-day training class I had today was for a class that probably cost quite a lot, and no company will be spending that much on someone they're about to give a pinkslip to. So now I'm not panicked, I'm just pissed off, not only at the person who planted the seed of doubt, but myself for getting so worked up over such a small comment. [Though I've been out of work for less before, and I'm still recovering on several levels from it.]
On the up side, a few of the eBay photos seemed to come out right this evening, and there will be more tomorrow. Who knows, maybe I'll have a side job as an ebay model of obscure medieval clothing! (If not, I'll at least have a picture of me in SCA garb, as I don't have any at present.)
So. There's my week in a nutshell.
Which is why I'm now composing in my head a few different varieties of an email that's going to the autocrats and the person in charge of facilities, because between the three of them, I might be able to get a straight answer. (The question being, just WHAT is coming from facilities, is it included in the budget of the fringe group that Waterbearing has become, and if not, here's the email of my maybe-deputy who's your new Waterbearing Steward if she'll have the spot.) I'm done. Completely, utterly done with this shit. Icing on the cake was today's email that asked a question I'd answered over a month ago, from the person who suckered me into this in the first place. So yes. I'm pissed, and I'm fed up, and I've laid out all my useful documents in Google Docs and will be giving them over to someone else if this circle jerk isn't resolved soon.
Work drama: A coworker decided to pull the 'meaning well' card and told me that she 'thinks they're watching me' after giving me a pep-talk that better sounded like a threat to my state of employment, and I spent all of Wednesday afternoon in a teary, blind panic. And then found out today after talking to four different people that no, the office is REALLY GOOD about pulling folks aside and giving them multiple warnings if there is a problem, and not only that, I'm quite liked by my supervisor. The fact I have a higher-than-average computer literacy rate AND help out more than one other department on a regular basis pretty much cements the fact that even if I somehow screw up, I won't be escorted from the building by HR any time soon. And if I hadn't been so furious and nervous Wednesday, it would have occurred to me that the email I received about the all-day training class I had today was for a class that probably cost quite a lot, and no company will be spending that much on someone they're about to give a pinkslip to. So now I'm not panicked, I'm just pissed off, not only at the person who planted the seed of doubt, but myself for getting so worked up over such a small comment. [Though I've been out of work for less before, and I'm still recovering on several levels from it.]
On the up side, a few of the eBay photos seemed to come out right this evening, and there will be more tomorrow. Who knows, maybe I'll have a side job as an ebay model of obscure medieval clothing! (If not, I'll at least have a picture of me in SCA garb, as I don't have any at present.)
So. There's my week in a nutshell.
