Tiny violins can commence playing now.
I hate this job. I hate it a dozen ways. It's low-barred my professional history. I have a long commute, to work with people I dislike, on a software product I think is badly-written and likely doomed to fail, and I can't seem to move any of that in a better direction.
But I'm paid well, so the tiny, tinny concert is warranted.
Still. Every day is an emotional slog. Any day I don't blow up out of sheer frustration is a victory. Count me spoiled for having known better than this and wanting it again. Looking for better, and it can't come soon enough.
Stabby stabby stabby.
I hate this job. I hate it a dozen ways. It's low-barred my professional history. I have a long commute, to work with people I dislike, on a software product I think is badly-written and likely doomed to fail, and I can't seem to move any of that in a better direction.
But I'm paid well, so the tiny, tinny concert is warranted.
Still. Every day is an emotional slog. Any day I don't blow up out of sheer frustration is a victory. Count me spoiled for having known better than this and wanting it again. Looking for better, and it can't come soon enough.
Stabby stabby stabby.