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Feb. 18th, 2004 07:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vaxjediI am so close to quitting my job in disgust.
Our vendor is angry about our service level in our Expert area. So my bosses' boss decided to add everyone to the Expert group. Even the morons.
And we got people to fill the empty positions at my level that we lost, so we are up to staffing to when we were barely making it. And said bosses' boss cut back the hours for the people supporting me. Thus essentially cutting my available manpower by half as well as shuffling responsibilities so that I'm not entirely sure what I'm supposed to be doing.
I don't need this shit. I really don't. The only thing that's keeping me from walking is the fact that I need the money. There are no lower stress jobs around here that I can get to. And most of the jobs I'd qualify for other places pay significantly less. And if I quit, I won't even get unemployment.
I don't need this shit. I don't need this stress. I am not keeping my life together. I'm getting less and less patient with Miri. I need to find a therapist, but I'm honestly afraid of them - I simply don't think any of them will understand me and what's going on. I just want to start clawing at my face just to release the pressure in my head.
I really can't hide it anymore. I mean, I haven't been hiding it really well. But I think the extent of it has been muted. I am just no longer functional.
Our vendor is angry about our service level in our Expert area. So my bosses' boss decided to add everyone to the Expert group. Even the morons.
And we got people to fill the empty positions at my level that we lost, so we are up to staffing to when we were barely making it. And said bosses' boss cut back the hours for the people supporting me. Thus essentially cutting my available manpower by half as well as shuffling responsibilities so that I'm not entirely sure what I'm supposed to be doing.
I don't need this shit. I really don't. The only thing that's keeping me from walking is the fact that I need the money. There are no lower stress jobs around here that I can get to. And most of the jobs I'd qualify for other places pay significantly less. And if I quit, I won't even get unemployment.
I don't need this shit. I don't need this stress. I am not keeping my life together. I'm getting less and less patient with Miri. I need to find a therapist, but I'm honestly afraid of them - I simply don't think any of them will understand me and what's going on. I just want to start clawing at my face just to release the pressure in my head.
I really can't hide it anymore. I mean, I haven't been hiding it really well. But I think the extent of it has been muted. I am just no longer functional.
