Sunday, January 25, 2009

Responsibility Is The Name Of The Game

I wake up on Friday, Saturday and Sunday with a heaviness on my heart. I can't determine if it's the fact that I must wake up so early or because of the lazy sack of sh*t I must deal with. Don't get me wrong, I hate having to go into work just as anyone else who is not crazy about their jobs, but if you are going to show up, DO YOUR DAMN JOB! If I have to deal with policy changes effective immediately made during my days off or my job is in jeopardy, I would think you can handle tasks that have been your responsibility from the start. Ya think? Why am I supposed to know how to do my job and the jobs of other departments? If that were what the case should be, there is no need for specialized departments and I can get an increase in pay. That won't happen!

I wish I was financially stable enough to tell the VP to eff the hell off, even the President (of the company not of the US). This piece of crap called responsibility has me stuck in a temporary situation. Yes, I can look for a new job but with today's economy, there seems to be more job loss than job opportunity.

Hello, I say to the rock standing to my immediate right and how ya doing to the hard place to my immediate left.