Good Morning. It's Sunday, and it's seriously about time. This week has literally been hell, and it was shortened by a day off on Monday! In fact, when I think about it, my life has been hell for the past four weeks...if not longer. I am running on way past empty, no energy, no passion, no fun, no interest. I probably ought to let you in on a secret I have been keeping the past couple of days: There is no way this job is going to work for me. I don't like anything about it, other than the clients and the reason they are there. Seems like that should be the most important thing, doesn't it? It isn't. The MOST important thing at my new job is corporate bullshit. Corporate policy this, corporate policy that, rules that make literally no sense, no time during the day to figure out what the hell I should do next, and then a call - "hey, I didn't get a report on so and so this morning..." Well of course you didn't. I was busy doing the work I thought I was hired to do. Reports on progress and SALES nightly. Okay, I can deal with that, not that I understand what they will do with that information at eight pm, but okay, I'm sending it. And that means a total of eight reports, EIGHT, that virtually all say the same thing, in a different format. And they are sent to the same four people, every night. It cannot be at eight am the next morning, it must be at night. Fine. But now, they need a mid day report, too. A fucking mid day report! This is how many people we have presented the program to, this is how many bought it. This is how many lead calls we have had, this is how many appointments we have left today. No problem, I can do that, too. The problem comes in when you run about a hundred and a half clients through the place each day, most there for weigh ins and a short consult, but some has issues and troubles and problems that have to be dealt with, after all, that is what they paid for. I can only schedule so many employees each day, we have to keep payroll costs down at all times, and when I walk out to the waiting area, and it's overflowing, I am NOT going to make those folks wait while I'm putting together the mid day numbers..No this isn't going to work. I have to hurry to the bank each morning, the deposit must be made by ten am. Okay, I'll do that that, but you and I both know that ten am has nothing to do with anything. But apparently they keep track of the time stamp on the receipt. And, the most actual cash I have ever had to deposit so far was about fifty dollars! Most pay by credit card or electronic check, so I am hurrying off to get that seventeen dollars deposited....Bloody hell, what a bunch of morons.
I am trying so hard to be the good little employee. I am afraid it's just not in me. I am too much of a rebel, a bitch. Already, I want to tell them to stick their rules up their you know whats... And I haven't even begun to tell you all about the staff I have, already there has been a damned near bloody mess over a two hundred dollar sale, which translates into about five dollars in that employees paycheck, but we have had tears and drama and ugh...BULLSHIT. I am not going to be able to do this.
I am however, stuck there until I can find something else. My attitude is bad, and I had better find that something else soon. I really had thought this would be the perfect thing for me, and I am really disappointed, in the job, in myself, in all of it. Not to mention, I am exhausted beyond belief. That part alone is probably the worst - and this week, hopefully, that will get better. I will have to stay in the city, and I hate that idea, but I cannot do this anymore. I want to be moved and settled so badly, we have not gotten the final word on the apartment yet, but the manager of the property said so far, everything looks great, employment verification is all that's left. So, next weekend, we should be able to move some of our things in. There is not one thing packed in my house, I have no idea how any of this will work out, and no time or energy to even think about it. Oh my, I think I should stop writing now, I am depressing even me! So, you all have a great Sunday. I am going to try to get to all of your pages this morning, I have missed you.