Monday, March 31, 2014

The Last Laugh: I Quit My Job & I'm Shaking Things Up

I finally resigned today. These past 3 weeks at work have been *so* miserable. My boss has been on a rampage to kick my and my employees' asses. Seriously, last Thursday after a meeting I thought all 3 of us would walk out. An opportunity presented itself recently and while it's a bit risky--consulting--it's a calculated risk. I am making enough money to cover me through the summer, buying time to figure out if I want to fully take the plunge and start my own consulting business, or look for another job. If the latter, I have the time and freedom to look for a job while I have a more flexible schedule for the summer. Work from the pool!

The last 3 weeks have also sucked cause I got rear-ended in my 16-year-old car. For me, that was the last straw. I loved that car, but I have put a lot of money into it recently and just couldn't do more. Long story short, I traded it in this weekend for a brand new car while I still had the employment history to get a loan. We had finally gotten a bonus at work, so I used that as a down payment to bring my payments down to a reasonable level since I knew I was leaving a steady income.

So I have done a lot of scheming and preparing for all of this and I feel fairly confident that I have thought through things pretty well. I have given my accountant and financial planner the head's up and have some ideas of things I can do to set up a nest egg in case things get tight. I cannot wait to soon be free. Everyone at work today said I looked like a huge weight had been lifted. Can't wait until my 2 weeks are up!

Tuesday, March 04, 2014

Rant Alert: I Hate My Job

My boss has been wanting to meet for months now for a "marketing brainstorming" session, saying how it would help me, the marketing manager. Well, since I never felt that I needed such a session, and since I know this session will just create extra work that my very small staff won't be able to handle, I have been less than excited about it.

We have too much work now, and will never be allowed to get another person. Work just keeps piling up as we add more and more new projects every year, but no extra help. We can't grow revenue, which is the desire of the company, because we are simply struggling on a daily basis to get the bare minimum of work done. It is fucking joke. My boss is so short sighted that she will one day be forced out the door cause she will never get the performance that the company now requires. I just don't have anything else left to give.

For this brainstorming session, originally scheduled months ago, she asked me to prepare an agenda. I talked with my staff and we sent around an agenda prior to the session. I would never have prepared an agenda, because it was supposed to be a fucking brainstorming session! And because I just don't give a shit. So after I send the agenda as requested by her, she tells me I never should have sent it because she doesn't want people at the meeting to only focus on the items I suggested. Duh!

So the meeting was supposed to be today but got rescheduled to tomorrow. At the end of the day, my boss comes to my door and asks if I've prepared anything for the meeting. I have gathered some costs and samples to share, but I wasn't going to make the mistake of distributing them in advance again. She tells me that she has prepared an entire PowerPoint presentation. WTF? So this is really about exactly what I thought--her way to get us to do more work, and more of what she wants. Not for marketing to find out what other ideas people have. For us to find out what ideas she has to keep piling on the work.

She hasn't worked at a lower level in so many years now that she has no idea how long anything takes to accomplish. She claims that everything "takes her just five minutes." Uh. Yeah. Five minutes because now you're the big boss and people respond. In real people land, that is not the case. I work for the most useless, backwards, archaic place where nothing works, everything takes 5 times longer than it should, and everyone is completely stupid or uncooperative. If I could walk away I would, and I am trying to find a new opportunity. I'm the best manager that she's had in marketing, according to most of the staff who tell me horror stories about my predecessors. Yet she's going to run me off with her bullshit and stupidity. I can't take much more of this complete ridiculousness and one of these days, I will have the last laugh.

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

An Update. And, Running Away.

So here's an update on what's going on here. I am still sofa shopping. I can't buy anything until I get my bonus in 2 weeks. Shocking that I even get one, but hey I'm not going to complain. I have choices narrowed down to 3.

No word from Mr. B. It's been 2 months. I guess he's over it.

I need to get out of my job. My employee told me today she doesn't know how I have lasted 3 years. I saw a vineyard for sale. Any potential partners out there? I am only halfway joking. Alternatively, my neighbors want to buy a bar down the street and asked me to join in last night. It really made me sad when I realized how little money I actually have to invest. I really can't take this much longer . . . stressful job, expensive area, etc. I need to do something different but feel very trapped in my current financial situation. I either need to rob a bank or win the lottery or sell my place to escape. Buying my place was the one smart thing I did in my life--it is my trump card and I am seriously thinking about cashing it in soon.

Monday, February 03, 2014

Things I Love: What Do You Think?

For years I've written a random "column" on this blog: Things I Love, where I talk about how people piss me off. One of my biggest pet peeves is when people of authority ask me what I think, and then I make a decision that they immediately negate. Why bother to fucking ask me in the first place? This happened recently with a volunteer thing that I do. The president of this organization asked me what I thought, I told him and acted on it, and he told me to undo it. There have been a few other things recently with this volunteer situation that have made me question whether it's worth my time and aggravation anymore. So they are on notice . . .

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Compliment from the Young

This week I had to go to my endocrinologist, and the receptionist is a young, cute Hispanic girl. I gave her my name and she pulled my very thick chart--been a patient there a long time. She looked at me and said, "I hate to tell you this, but you look a lot younger than you are." I said "Never hate telling someone that!" She said she thought I was 10 years younger and that she had pulled the wrong chart when she saw my birth year. I have had men tell me this before, but I figure they have ulterior motives, like the guy in Trader Joe's recently who carded me, looked at my license, looked at me, and said, "Impressive." But coming from a young girl who had nothing to gain by saying something, now that was a compliment!

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Update on the "B" Project

So B and I continued to dance the dance of commitment phobics until just a couple of weeks ago. We had talked about maybe getting together for New Year's Eve and I actually invited him up here (he is 3 hours south) to a party. He had made plans already and tried to get out of them, but no go. So I then invited him to another party up here that I knew he would enjoy because of some of his hobbies. Again no go, with a nice explanation of why and an update on his great Christmas. And no mention of getting together, no reciprocal invitation to see him, no "hey let's try for something in February." No nothing. Again.

For me, that was it. I'm tired of hitting my head against his very thick wall. Tired of one way invitations. So he can kiss my ass. I sent him a nice but snarky message back, though he probably didn't realize it. I said "Happy New Year. I hope 2014 is everything that you want it to be." In other words, go fuck yourself. Don't think I will hear from him. It's his loss.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

Sofa Shopping: Size Does Matter

I am in the market for a new sofa for the first time in about 10 years. I absolutely love my current sofas, but after much abuse from my crazy dogs, it's time for new furniture. I've spent the past couple of weekends looking at sofas and have discovered that most sofas are 8 inches shorter and 5 inches less deep than the one that I currently own. I love to nap on my sofa, so the depth is important, so I don't feel like I'm going to roll off.

With America's excessive lifestyle and obsession with "bigger is better," what is going on with furniture? We build bigger cars/SUVs and McMansions, supersize our food, and have more obese people than ever before. Why is furniture shrinking? How are obese people going to find a couch that will fit their asses? Why are we building huge 60" televisions but have no (affordable) sofa big enough to get comfortable when we watch? It is a complete mystery to me and I'm very disappointed that I have to shell out all this money for something that I am not going to be happy with. I will keep looking in the hopes that I come across what I want in my price range, but it's very discouraging.