Ride Entry – 24th March 2009
by admin on Mar.24, 2009, under Uncategorized
Bike: Humuhumu
Distance: 32 miles
Last night was windy and wet so I anticipated this morning being the same but not so. OPened up the curtains to reveal a slowly rising sun, listless trees and a crisp frost shell over the wife’s car. This was going to be great!
Which of course it was. Big freaking smile splitting my face in half all the way to work. Absolutely loved it. Nice shower, sit down to work…..which is when it all started to go tits up.
Because i’ve moved desks, but not phones, it is now possible for me to be on my desk phone, hear my old phone ringing in the background and have my mobile buzzing away too. Modern communication methods also ensure people can hassle me via Instant messenger and email simultaneously. Give me a fucking break! There was always one of these things clamouring for my attention, usually at least two and more often than not, three. As a result, the list of things I actually had to do today didn’t even get looked at, and the number of unread emails in my inbox just about doubled (I was so proud yesterday when I got it down to 90).
So no doubt everyone thinks I’m shit because everything I am doing is being done badly. Actually I had a bit of a moment at around 3 and had to stare out of the window for a bit. Something in my eyes I expect. That’s not good. Then I found out that our move to our new office has me sitting at what was described as ‘a half desk’ and ‘a bit curvy’. Fucking great. I could have sworn I was reasonably senior on the implementation and support side of things but clearly not.
Then my wife phoned me up for an argument and then it was time to go home. At least *this* will be good. Nope, pissed it down, and winded it down. A bad combination. Got home, still fairly upset at my workload, tried to nap, mind going too fast. Working now, probably till midnight.
I believe I am going to get pissed. Oh, and I applied for a job today. Sounds a little bit junior, so will probably pay shite but it’s a fine bike ride to the offices and as a good friend pointed out, low pay is only temporary if you’re good. And to be quite frank, getting paid peanuts and having a life would be a fantastic fucking world away from what I’m doing now.
March 24th, 2009 on 9:58 pm
It was ace riding in this morning, bloody horrible coming back tonight. Good luck with the job application, you really do need to getaway from where you are…
March 25th, 2009 on 10:50 am
Working until midnight and this is a normal thing. Get out get out get out as fast as you can.
Or just don’t do the work after hours as they are not paying you to andjust field calls all day. When they ask why things aren’t getting done point out you need a PA and a team who can do the work.
March 25th, 2009 on 11:45 am
Our job used to be “just get it done” so quiet times meant short hours, busy times meant longer hours. Then they cut staff increased our workload and told us to be here 9-5 (well 8-4 in my case), so thats what I do, I don’t read emails when at home and if anyone is stupid/cheeky enough to ring my mobile out of hours it doesnt get answered. But more than one of my colleagues has trouble with that and can end up staying in work late and answering emails at 9pm. Dunno if they are perceived as harder workers or mugs or both, work can’t rule your life. Work to pay for shiny things, dont live to work.
Dunno if I’ve been lucky in the jobs I’ve had or if its my attitude towards them but I’ve rarely been stressed at work. Hope you get things sorted soon one way or the other.
March 29th, 2009 on 1:18 pm
I used to have a job where it was all hard work to get credit for the boss, all your fault when the boss cocked up, dealing with managers so f’ing mental and up their own arses that you woke up some days and instinctively reached for your kalashnikov. No credit for me, no acknowledgement of my contribution.
I moved and have spent the last year fighting off the previous corner of the world I worked in as they’ve now realised what I did, what I held together and the knowledge I hold.
I now give them a little time to limit the damage they’ve caused and make sure that my ex-boss is made to look as inept and foolish as possible.
Twats.
Was there a point? Oh yes, GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE JON.