Category: RANT

I just want to leave. Bye. Thanks for 1 good year and fuck you for the last 4.  No, I don’t want to waste my time, energy, gas, or miles on my car in order to work on your stupid list that results in absolutely nothing but a deficit to my sanity. You told me 4 weeks, and I did that because it’s not time yet to give you my notice. But now you increase that demand by 50%, which at this point is altogether unreasonable even were I intending to stick around till the company’s last breath.

I’m sick of the the bravado, the exaggeration you’ve expressed since day 1. Even after growing out of my naivete based on your empty promises, I soldiered through the bullshit with hope that you weren’t downright lying to me, that the company would show some fucking flexibility, that I might one day gain some income stability. Too bad I’ve known for a while now that all the potential awaiting me that you sold me on dried up years before I even started working for you.

You don’t know it yet, because I’ve been considerate and postponing my notice till after the most stressful time of the year. And what are you doing? By increasing some new and arbitrary stat of accountability (that I fucking satisfied already without complaint to you) I will be strained beyond what I’m capable of, let alone willing to perform. It’s taking all my resolve to do this the right way- waiting, providing ample time to replace me (however unlikely you’ll be able to con someone new).

I should be doing everything but what you’ve asked. I have legitimately better things to devote my attention to, things that will actually provide return on my energy investment, that would be fulfilling and actually take me further on the path to success in 2 months than I’ve gotten from your shithole in 5 years. I’ve made the decision to move on, but you are adding fuel to a smoldering bridge.

I. Am. So. Fucking. Done.

When everything goes fucking wrong.
When I’m typing from Notepad because a paying subscription to Office is bullshit, and I parked at a bakery that for some insane reason doesn’t have wifi and burns their coffee.
When the only reason I have to camp out and kill time is because somebody acting like a cunt has removed my and another’s agency in an ongoing situation.
After I’ve been told I can’t open an account with a new bank I would prefer to do business with over my old one; first, because of a legally lesser status to someone I no longer have anything to do with and second, because a mailing address I’ve used my entire life isn’t good enough even though I live in an apartment that doesn’t receive mail and which I don’t plan to be living in much longer anyway.
Then sucking it up to deposit check at current shitty bank, hoping they let me have some cash.
Because oh yeah, my place of work has been so hard up for funds that I’ve been the recipient of PAPER checks for over a year.
When I’ve spent all day on pointless, tedious, and soul draining tasks to zero goddamn avail for a class B company still puts me in constant danger by its very nature. (Not horrible: I did not fear my car would be totaled by an uninsured nimrod today.)
During which I received intentionally humorous but actually abhorrent facebook comments from my boss, poking at the festering sores caused by the poor arrangement I’ve been suffering with for too long.
When I don’t give a flying fuck for a 1/10 of the rat’s ass that make up the majority of my clients, and even less so for attempting base communication with more.
When the cumulative stress of the past two weeks of inner-office and client flakiness, passive aggression, moronic ineffectuality, and disregard for timely execution of materials that have to go through many channels before probably not meeting deadline.
After I’ve just realized that for the second time in my life, I can objectively define an organization as “nepitism plus me”.
When the financial support to my entire living situation is up in the air,  hovering darkly dying, or dead and doesn’t know it yet.
When I’d fucking love to retain what little sanity I have left, but it’s got a half life of every hour I’m stuck…