Rant at the crapness of my life.
Jan. 7th, 2007 08:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
silver_sunThis week has been a week of complete crapness, more so than usual.
Work sucks big time, mainly because I work for unappreciative morons, do they honestly think I like working there? that I've not had a day off in months is because I'm so dedicated? If they do they are more stupid that I thought - that said, one of them had to be told that parsley wasn't the tops of carrots, so I don't hold out much hope on that score.
Honestly though it's because last time I was off I came back to a four day backlog, after only five days - How?!
Two and a half year i've worked there, and right now it feels like it's two and a half years too long. I'd leave right now if I didn't need the money.
I've seen all the previous staff leave, and all their replacements leave. I've had to act as supervisor for three months, with no extra pay or thanks when the last one left us in the lurch, then they have somebody from outside the office, who doesn't know the job at all promoted to supervisor over me - and now, nows it happening all over again. So they can f off if they think that I'm doing it again.
I want to be somewhere else when it all goes t!t's up again, somewhere with job progression, where people actually speak to me apart from to tell me that they've screwed up one of the machines, again. Who knew there was a short cut key to invert the monitors? or that throwing jars of coffee down the length of the office would a bad idea? apparently not the people that I work with.
Doesn't help that it's no better at home, it's not that I don't love F, I do, it's just that he can be a selfed centre tw*t, but can't we all.
Yes I know he works, that he's busy, but he works less hours than me, but i'm still expected to do all the cooking, cleaning, washing, ironing, shopping, housework. Still I knew all that when I married him, so I guess i've got no one to blame bar myself.
Still he managed a whole new level of pissing me off yesterday - going on to my laptop, looking at my downloads and then turing off the downloads because he had already downloaded them on his computer.
Ok, so our computers are networked, so I could copy the said files - in this case Torchwood eps 12 & 13, and yes it was quicker, but that's not the point, he went onto my laptop, looked at my stuff and made a decision on what I should be doing without telling me.
I don't go onto his machine - ergo he doesn't go onto mine, and he sure as hell doesn't get to tell me what I can and cannot do online.
I wonder just how much stuff on my laptop he has been nosing about on, it's not that I've got anything on my computer that I should have, it's just got stuff that I'd rather he didn't see - like this journal entry. Also he wouldn't understand about me reading and writing fan fic, he just be disapproving, sarcastic and probably spread the information to his friends to laugh at.
So there you have it, I have my life at home trying my hardest to play the good housewife, my life at work where they don't know me at all, my life with my friends where I don't quiet fit in - too much one of the lads to get invited to the girlie stuff, but still to female to get invited to the pub or the paintballing, guess thats what I get for being one of the few fighting women in my reeactment group, and my life online where, at least at the moment, I don't have to pretend to be someone i'm not just to avoid friend/family disappointment.
Sorry to anybody who has bothered to read this, this is a totally pointless rant as I won't do anything to change my situation, just occasionally bitch about the crapness of it, but thats life isn't.
Work sucks big time, mainly because I work for unappreciative morons, do they honestly think I like working there? that I've not had a day off in months is because I'm so dedicated? If they do they are more stupid that I thought - that said, one of them had to be told that parsley wasn't the tops of carrots, so I don't hold out much hope on that score.
Honestly though it's because last time I was off I came back to a four day backlog, after only five days - How?!
Two and a half year i've worked there, and right now it feels like it's two and a half years too long. I'd leave right now if I didn't need the money.
I've seen all the previous staff leave, and all their replacements leave. I've had to act as supervisor for three months, with no extra pay or thanks when the last one left us in the lurch, then they have somebody from outside the office, who doesn't know the job at all promoted to supervisor over me - and now, nows it happening all over again. So they can f off if they think that I'm doing it again.
I want to be somewhere else when it all goes t!t's up again, somewhere with job progression, where people actually speak to me apart from to tell me that they've screwed up one of the machines, again. Who knew there was a short cut key to invert the monitors? or that throwing jars of coffee down the length of the office would a bad idea? apparently not the people that I work with.
Doesn't help that it's no better at home, it's not that I don't love F, I do, it's just that he can be a selfed centre tw*t, but can't we all.
Yes I know he works, that he's busy, but he works less hours than me, but i'm still expected to do all the cooking, cleaning, washing, ironing, shopping, housework. Still I knew all that when I married him, so I guess i've got no one to blame bar myself.
Still he managed a whole new level of pissing me off yesterday - going on to my laptop, looking at my downloads and then turing off the downloads because he had already downloaded them on his computer.
Ok, so our computers are networked, so I could copy the said files - in this case Torchwood eps 12 & 13, and yes it was quicker, but that's not the point, he went onto my laptop, looked at my stuff and made a decision on what I should be doing without telling me.
I don't go onto his machine - ergo he doesn't go onto mine, and he sure as hell doesn't get to tell me what I can and cannot do online.
I wonder just how much stuff on my laptop he has been nosing about on, it's not that I've got anything on my computer that I should have, it's just got stuff that I'd rather he didn't see - like this journal entry. Also he wouldn't understand about me reading and writing fan fic, he just be disapproving, sarcastic and probably spread the information to his friends to laugh at.
So there you have it, I have my life at home trying my hardest to play the good housewife, my life at work where they don't know me at all, my life with my friends where I don't quiet fit in - too much one of the lads to get invited to the girlie stuff, but still to female to get invited to the pub or the paintballing, guess thats what I get for being one of the few fighting women in my reeactment group, and my life online where, at least at the moment, I don't have to pretend to be someone i'm not just to avoid friend/family disappointment.
Sorry to anybody who has bothered to read this, this is a totally pointless rant as I won't do anything to change my situation, just occasionally bitch about the crapness of it, but thats life isn't.