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Some days it isn’t even worth it. Some of the most basic things that need to be answered, can’t be answered. And when I have a hundred and one things that need to be done, the damn freaking ass boss just starts this crap “I don’t know what to tell you” and “I don’t know” and “I don’t have an answer”. Well, it’s simple – do you want to spend the money or do you not want to spend the money? Do you want me to just patch things together as we always do or do you want to do it the right way? Do you want me to work here forever and ever and ever like a freaking ass slave, or do you want me to be like a human being and actually work a regularly scheduled week?

 

How can I continue to support technology that I have no say in and no control over? It’s insane. I need things and I need things approve. I need decisions – not non-committals. This is ridiculous. We have a $20 million + budget and I can’t even get a $4,000 server approved. But yet wave a freaking new blackberry in his face and suddenly it is a must have!

 

What happened to what the real needs are? What happened to listening to what is right? What happened to TELLING your staff what you want and not letting things just hang in the air forever and forever and forever.

 

This is bullsh$t. There is no freaking way someone can work like this month after month after month. There is no way that someone can expect to be nice and kind with month after month of this sh!t.

 

And now, I get a freaking book that I’m supposed to read and do “homework” assignments because I’m a supervisor. Well, I don’t supervise anyone and I can’t make any decisions, why should I have to do homework? Do I really want to read Stephen Covey’s 8^th Habit book – NO! I don’t have time. I want to have time to get certified. I want to have technical letters after my name that mean something – that say I know what I’m doing. I want to be able to tell stupid technicians that they don’t have to talk down to me because I know what the hell they are saying. Now that means something. That means more than reading a book and doing homework in it. Like I have time for homework?

Maybe I should do the homework over doing the 7 freaking videos that have to be done by October 24^th with freaking pop-up boxes on one of them no less – that the same boss that can’t make a decision can’t seem to write!