One Step At A Time
I made it through tonight okay. Just three or four more nights of work, then my vacation begins. It's up in the air whether they're going to make me work on Friday, which was supposed to be when I leave for Florida. I hope I don't have to. That's going to really put us behind and make it so that we can't swing by Valdosta to visit Laputa.
I'm having trouble sticking to my resolve to try to make it through this week. It angers me that they could take a great deal of this pressure off my back just by rehiring Dark Dan, but they keep fucking around about it. We're severely understaffed and the strain is immense. They'd take a huge amount of grief off everyone's back by just biting the bullet and letting him come back. Even if he was lying about being in an accident, which I'm positive isn't the case, for fuck's sake he was a solid gold employee until he didn't show up to work after his accident.
I don't know what to do. I'm angry. I'm stressed. I'm lonely. I miss my family. I don't get to see my friends anymore. I'm overworked. I'm undersexed. This situation doesn't seem sustainable anyway now that we're losing our babysitter and thus far our options are nil. Even Wyspurr agrees that it doesn't seem doable. She just wants me to finish out the week then she'll work on getting better job when we get back from Florida so I can go back to being a house dad again and focus my energy back into Wildside Studios where it really belongs.
I can think of well over a dozen reasons to just ditch this job and can't really think of any reason to stay that really matters to me. If I was only working part time, it would be more suited to my needs, and I suppose I'm only still there because I hope that things will straighten back out by the time I get back from vacation and I can enjoy working there again, but with a full time schedule the drain on my family, social, and creative life far exceeds the financial benefits.
I made it through tonight okay. Just three or four more nights of work, then my vacation begins. It's up in the air whether they're going to make me work on Friday, which was supposed to be when I leave for Florida. I hope I don't have to. That's going to really put us behind and make it so that we can't swing by Valdosta to visit Laputa.
I'm having trouble sticking to my resolve to try to make it through this week. It angers me that they could take a great deal of this pressure off my back just by rehiring Dark Dan, but they keep fucking around about it. We're severely understaffed and the strain is immense. They'd take a huge amount of grief off everyone's back by just biting the bullet and letting him come back. Even if he was lying about being in an accident, which I'm positive isn't the case, for fuck's sake he was a solid gold employee until he didn't show up to work after his accident.
I don't know what to do. I'm angry. I'm stressed. I'm lonely. I miss my family. I don't get to see my friends anymore. I'm overworked. I'm undersexed. This situation doesn't seem sustainable anyway now that we're losing our babysitter and thus far our options are nil. Even Wyspurr agrees that it doesn't seem doable. She just wants me to finish out the week then she'll work on getting better job when we get back from Florida so I can go back to being a house dad again and focus my energy back into Wildside Studios where it really belongs.
I can think of well over a dozen reasons to just ditch this job and can't really think of any reason to stay that really matters to me. If I was only working part time, it would be more suited to my needs, and I suppose I'm only still there because I hope that things will straighten back out by the time I get back from vacation and I can enjoy working there again, but with a full time schedule the drain on my family, social, and creative life far exceeds the financial benefits.
luis:
Sounds like management is the problem, not Dan. I feel you on the stress thing, I work with a useless dick, it's like he's not even there.