For those of you who think my life is so fantastic... living in a love palace with a super hot husband, traveling all the time, doing comedy and having interesting comic and writer friends, enjoying good weather, living in Las Vegas of all places, blah, blah, blah... Well, let me tell you, all is not perfect.
Yes, the big things are certainly in place and I shouldn't have a complaint on earth, but the truth is, I hate my fucking job. There, I said it. I have hated it since day one. Yep, I've tried to make the best of it, but I knew I was in the wrong place right off the bat. I can't go into specifics; all I'll say is I'm used to a more structured and formal training environment.
Things have changed, in some ways for the better. The company is actually pretty decent, from what I can tell (I'm a contractor). It's recognized that the training needs to be tightened up. They need documentation. They need someone who can design curriculum and write kick-ass training manuals and user guides that even a monkey can follow.
Unfortunately, that someone is me. I've been moved into another department, which is good, but now I'm writing all day, which is bad. Instead of being out on the road doing training (which I like and was hired to do), I'm driving 26 miles to work every day so I can sit in a cubicle, hardly speak a word to anyone all day, and write. I am doing exactly what I never wanted to do again. Unless I was starving, I wouldn't have even applied for the job I'm doing now.
I've already quit. Last week. But my boss's boss is a great guy and I'm staying to finish documenting one module because I want to help him out. That should take 1-2 months, though God knows there's a ton of documentation that needs to be done. And the woman (!) I report to now is very appreciative. But that doesn't make the day go by any faster. Working at home occasionally is a possibility, but they just hired another writer who at least initially will be working under my direction. So I'll have to be in the office.
Weh, right? I should feel lucky to have a job in this economy, right? No, fuck that. I have a good education and 20 years of experience in training and writing and I'm really good at what I do. I'm lucky in a lot of ways, but I should have a decent job. That's not luck.
Sorry to be all bitchy, but isn't it just a tiny bit refreshing to get a break from my usual "I love my life" posts? Seriously, that has to be annoying.