I Hate My Job

If pillow-wept hates her job, I think I hate mine 100 times more. My office manager just called four of us into a meeting to discuss the fact that my boss now wants to add a doctor's seminar to the list of seminars we'll be having on the 29th of May. For this, we are supposed to look up addresses for every single damn doctor in this city, then create a database for these addresses, so we can send them all invitations. By the way, invitations have to go out in TWO OR THREE DAYS.

Now, I'm all for drumming up more business and keeping my job. Job security and all that jazz.

What I'm not for is creating SHITLOADS of extra work for four people who already have shit to do! Two people are our brokers, so they're supposed to be doing the trades. One person is the back-up secretary, so she's supposed to be answering phones. Then there's me. I'm doing printouts for phone calls and appointments, making new people in the database ready, doing two already-given shit projects that my office manager came up with, and getting ready for month-end, which is on Thursday. I was just thinking, 'You know, I don't have nearly enough shit to do right now. I'd like some more!'

GODDAMN, if I didn't make so much money at this job, I would SO be out of here!

*grumble, grumble, grumble*

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On a happier note, I just want to say "Thanks" to ravynemyst, soverycherry, panther00, and amorchica129 for listing me as a favorite diary. I feel so loved now! *grin*