2007-08-08
Second verse, same as the first.
So, I've decided that I really hate my job. When I took the job, I justified the pay cut and the extra hours with the idea that it was a starting off point and I would be able to move in other directions within the paper. TEN MONTHS LATER I'm doing the exact same thing I was doing on my first day, for the same crappy wage, and there doesn't seem to be any light at the end of the tunnel. There is nowhere I want to go within the advertising department and all my attempts to move into the editorial department have been squashed by the fact I am neither related nor close friends with the upper management. There was a moment earlier this week when I thought I could make it work; I found a class at the university that I really wanted to take, but my boss wouldn't allow me to reschedule my lunch to accomadate it. Doesn't help to alleviate the overwhelming feeling of being trapped that I've been carrying around.
So, I'm done. I'm applying for three different positions at the university, one of which will hopefully work out. Chances are it will probably end up being yet another job I hate, but at least I'll be on campus which will probably motivate me to at least go back to school (to do what, I have no idea).
On the up side, my quarter-life crisis seems to be progressing quite nicely.
corin82 at 10:36 p.m.