Unhappy New Year
It is 9 pm on New Year's Eve and instead of being at a party or heading out to celebrate I am finishing an unsatisfying meal of Wendy's and preparing to go to bed. It has been after all, a very long day. Beginning at 9 am this morning and ending just about an hour ago at 8 pm.
Yes, I was at the office until 8 pm on New Year's Eve. Never mind the fact that the place closed at noon. I must be insane or incredibly desperate to hold onto my job. At this point I think it can be safely said that both cases are true. This site redesign I have been working on has been beyond all consuming. Our launch date is tomorrow, and I can at least take some satisfaction in saying that I am FINALLY finished!
I would kill someone, but at this point I am just too fucking tired. All I want to do is sleep. There will be no celebrating tonight. No champagne. No party. Just wonderful, well over due sleep.
I know that all of this hard work is under-appreciated and I know ultimately it won't save me from yet another downsize if one should arise. But it will buy me a little bit of extra time. But the bottom line is that I am slaving away for this dying company for nothing.
The only bright spot that I can see is that I am at least utilizing most of my skills and learning something at the same time. I am after all a man of many talents. But I am also bored, frustrated, overworked, and under paid.
My work is virtually meaningless, demanding, unfulfilling, and ultimately taking me nowhere fast. I am festering and becoming more miserable here. I need to get out, now more than ever. I swear, next year I WILL find a new job. Something has got to come up eventually.
I am very tired, and very depressed. I need to sleep. My poor website, it has become so neglected. I want to do more with it next year as well. I certainly need to write in my diary more.
Take it easy people and I will see you next year.
