Screaming Bean |
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
My reward for my vacation? Being buried alive in work. One of my fellow associates thought that perhaps they needed time off too and took off the week after me, leaving me with not only all the work of mine that had sat around, but theirs too. After having a meeting with my boss in which I was given more work than 3 associates should have, let alone me, I blew my stack. I brought up the fact that everytime I go away, all my work is left to fester and sit, but when anyone else takes time off I'm expected to do all my work plus all of theirs. The response? That's the way it is. In other words, get used to it, you're a slave around here. I promptly came down with a head cold, which due to the situation in the office, I can't take any time off for. Not that I have sick time anyway, since I was roundly chastised the first and only time I took a day off sick, and have been forced to work through stomach flu and other ailments that even a minimum wage worker would be allowed to go home for. I know I should blog more, but it's depressing and now with the country going to hell in a handbasket, I may be stuck here in perpetuity. Yeah.
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