The very next Monday after resigning my job I was offered a 1 month contract position. It paid well and I did not mind working full time for a short while longer. Christmas is on its way after all. So I took the job. I was given a desk, pc and pretty much left to do the job. I was doing well, and I really like the people I work with. Then the move came. On my 3rd day we had to move offices. That wasn’t the problem. The office we moved to had not been set up with network or even desks. That also was not the problem. The problem was when the Financial manager in Durban phoned us and told us that all the other ‘issues’ where not relevant and we had to make a plan and get to work. So we took all our pc’s and phones back to the other office, sat on the floor and tried working. Of course, any 15 year old computer geek can tell you that moving a pc back and forth like that is never a good idea. So now our financial program is F$#%^, and yet again the FM is telling us that is irrelevant and we must just get the job done........WHAT THE HELL!!!
I feel as if I have fallen into an episode of the Twilight Zone. Everyone is walking around this place with smiles and cups of coffee and not say a word. Well, Now I know for certain that my decision to get out of this whole crazy rat race is the right one.
Why do some arsehole people seem to think it is fine to treat people this way? These are people who worked hard to get the knowledge to do a job and do it well. South Africans are known for being hard workers all over the world. Yet here at home they are treated like dogs. Told when they can eat, shit and even speak. Woof Woof....That is dog talk for “This dog who won’t play dead anymore”

Unknown "def favourite" Lonely - 16 years, 5 days ago

Unemployment

I seem to have found myself in an interesting, mild, life dilemma. I can’t call it a crisis, as I could very clearly see a positive outcome. I was having a Sliding Door moment. Ever seen that movie? With Gwyneth Pultrow? Her life is split in two simply by her either making or missing an underground train. By making it, or not, through the sliding door.
That is now what I call moments in my life when it takes such a profound direction change that you can’t help but notice.
This was one of those times. I had been offered the perfect job about 6 months ago. I would have a chance to be creative, to be useful and included in a dynamic team.....small problem.....my boss (isn’t it always).
She had a vision for her company, and one of them included me being a perfect, robotic, indestructible being. Which needless to say, I am far from. I did try. And to be honest I have learnt allot, but in the end the strain of striving to those unrealistic expectations almost drove me mad. I picked up weight (comfort eating), I had less time for my husband and kids, and I was constantly ill.
So, one morning I took the plunge. I sat down with my boss with my grievances and tried to offer solutions. But alas, she would not bite. So in a matter of 3 days I had found the courage to stand up to my boss, tried to find constructive solutions, and found myself walking to my car with my tissue box and coffee cup coaster under my arm.

So here I sit. Hoping and praying that I will find a job which I really want to do before my husband demands I find another 9-5er.
So what is my dream job? I have no clue. But I know what I want. To only work half day or from home (don't we all) Not have a boss, or at least one who stays out of my face enough for me to get the job done. And still be able to pay the bills and spend time with family and time to get back into shape (or out of my current round one)
I am thinking of writing!
Any suggestions appreciated.

Unknown "def favourite" Lonely - 16 years, 5 days ago

EXHAUSTION...........
Am considering drastic measures..........:(
Unknown "def favourite" Lonely - 16 years, 2 months, 27 days ago

For those who dont know......NFS stands for NOT FOR SALE!!!!
Unknown "def favourite" Lonely - 16 years, 3 months, 10 days ago

HEHE, I just couldnt resist!
Unknown "def favourite" Lonely - 16 years, 3 months, 16 days ago