So much work, So much time, So much anger...

Today is the sales and marketing golf outing. I got to go last year and
Twiggy gets to go this year (actually, she's not really twiggy, she's
more like a J. Lo).

Really, that's no big deal. I detest golfing and didn't have a very
good time last year. In fact, I got the usual skin affliction -- a
loverly sunburn. I found a way to sneak off and go home early last
year, in fact, because I was so bored.

So this year it's my turn to stay back because the head of our
department, whom I cannot call by his pet name in work email, has
decided that at least 1 person from our department MUST stay back to
answer phones. Yes, I'm sure the Geico and People Magazine callers very
much appreciate that and would thank you from the bottom of the cockles
of their little hearts if they only knew how you were pulling for them,
you short meglomaniac. Oh dear, that's a slip.

Anyhoo, it's just a little galling when the smug and short-yet-wide
executive assistant comes up to you and tells you that, oh lucky you!
you're going to have assignments to keep your little self busy while
they're all out getting snockerd on the golf course. Yippy skippy!!!
And it's even more galling when the workaholics start returning to the
office and asking you to do their stupid little tasks. Even though you
are supposed to be chained to the phones. Add more gall when you
realize that you really do have work to do!!! Dangit!!!

It sure does suck when your job becomes more and more meaningless by
the day, but you can't imagine leaving it because you love those
workaholics, you love working for a supervisor that actually
appreciates that value of treating people with dignity, even if she
does report to the height-challenged meglomaniac, and you actually like
your job. You like the job, it's just that it's become about as
challenging as sleeping. You can't even fathom people who throw their
whole selves into whatever they do to earn their paychecks. I mean, you
still take a certain pride in your work, but you definitely aren't as
dedicated as Adminzilla, who's still infected with those perfectionist
germs. You used to be quite the little innovator, but then you were
here so long that you ran out of things to innovate.

And subconsciously, you probably email these subversive blog posts from
work email because you want to get fired. Actually, I just realized
just how subversive this little email is, so I switched over to my
webmail service, not like that's any real improvement when it comes to
privacy, but what the heck. Might as well make an attempt.