I don't know what's going on with my subconscious lately. The last two nights I've been having really bad dreams involving work. Hello, these are my days off. Don't think about this stuff. They are those kind of dreams that even if you wake up from it, you go right back into it when you fall asleep again. I hate those. I even remember them vividly, which is also weird because I usually can't remember what I dream a few hours later unless I write it down.
The night before last, the company had purchased a new digital printer of some sort because a new client demanded it. Well, it didn't come with instructions or any kind of support to teach anyone how to use it. They made me go try to figure it out, but I wasn't having any success. The plant manager came and yelled at me because I couldn't make it work. I yelled back that if he was so damned smart, he could figure it out. Don't know if it got me fired or not, as Marcus' alarm woke me up at that point.
Last night, they decided to hold a company BBQ in the room where we house the digital printers. They had a George Foreman grill set up next to one of them. Never mind that there was a live job that needed to go out the door in the midst of this and the grilling burgers was splattering grease everywhere. As soon as we all ate, we went back into the prepress department to discover that all of our Macs had been replaced by tiny little netbooks and they had hired 3 more operators and crammed us all onto one tiny bench. They wouldn't give me a mouse and some kid kept kicking my chair. Turns out one of the new hires was allowed to bring his kid to work because he couldn't afford day care. I was just getting up to walk out the door when I woke up this time.
It's no secret that I don't like my job or the way things are run at the company for which I work. The sad thing is, as ludicrous as the dreams were, they're not too far off from some stuff that has been happening lately. I'm angry and frustrated at work because I don't have any input because those in power really don't care. I know things will never change. I was hoping the scare of this bad economy would help, but it hasn't. In fact, it has caused even more ridiculous things.
I came to the sad realization on Saturday that I have been putting up with this crap for almost three years. For some reason, I thought I had only been there two. I know, for my own sanity, that I either need to find a new job or start my own business. I don't want to be one of those people, like some of my coworkers, that have worked there for 10 years or better complaining about the same stuff.
The night before last, the company had purchased a new digital printer of some sort because a new client demanded it. Well, it didn't come with instructions or any kind of support to teach anyone how to use it. They made me go try to figure it out, but I wasn't having any success. The plant manager came and yelled at me because I couldn't make it work. I yelled back that if he was so damned smart, he could figure it out. Don't know if it got me fired or not, as Marcus' alarm woke me up at that point.
Last night, they decided to hold a company BBQ in the room where we house the digital printers. They had a George Foreman grill set up next to one of them. Never mind that there was a live job that needed to go out the door in the midst of this and the grilling burgers was splattering grease everywhere. As soon as we all ate, we went back into the prepress department to discover that all of our Macs had been replaced by tiny little netbooks and they had hired 3 more operators and crammed us all onto one tiny bench. They wouldn't give me a mouse and some kid kept kicking my chair. Turns out one of the new hires was allowed to bring his kid to work because he couldn't afford day care. I was just getting up to walk out the door when I woke up this time.
It's no secret that I don't like my job or the way things are run at the company for which I work. The sad thing is, as ludicrous as the dreams were, they're not too far off from some stuff that has been happening lately. I'm angry and frustrated at work because I don't have any input because those in power really don't care. I know things will never change. I was hoping the scare of this bad economy would help, but it hasn't. In fact, it has caused even more ridiculous things.
I came to the sad realization on Saturday that I have been putting up with this crap for almost three years. For some reason, I thought I had only been there two. I know, for my own sanity, that I either need to find a new job or start my own business. I don't want to be one of those people, like some of my coworkers, that have worked there for 10 years or better complaining about the same stuff.
Name: LaDonna
