My job, lately, has been suckirific.
Workload has increased to nutty levels, at a nutty pace. My supervisor is either deliberately obtuse, or a moron (I think she's deliberately obtuse but using a cultivated "moron" persona to cover it), assigning work and responsibilities in a 'willy-nilly' fashion so that nothing you're assigned to do fits with anything else, there is no "flowing" from one task to another, nothing complements anything else.
Today, because of the lack of preparation for a new function that my group has taken on, I left work six hours late. Yeah, the overtime is nice, and I do like getting it, and yes, I do usually stay late anyway, but I stay to get ahead, or to get caught up. To stay so long and not make any progress... that just blows.
I am tired. I am frustrated. I am ready to give up. Busting your ass and feeling like you've made no progress is just about the worst thing there is about a job.
(but I won't give up. Despite my laziness and my love of goofing off, it is my nature to get things done, which is what I'll do now also. But I won't like it)
Friday, July 29, 2005
It's game time!
The moblog and blog of Morgan Webb, co-host of X-Play (which has its own moblog too). And if you're interested, what did Adam wear during the show?
Kevin Rose, former TechTV host, has a blog and moblog too.
Kevin Rose, former TechTV host, has a blog and moblog too.