Nearly a year on hiatus, and you’d think I would have forgotten the password and secret handshake to get in to Blogtopia. Hah! No such luck.
So, I ended up moving to Georgia with my former job (the one I hated… remember?) back in March. I kind of like Jawja (that’s how we pronounce it down heyah), and it’s only a 3.5 hour drive from home. It’s pretty where I live, and not far from the hustle and bustle of Atlanta. Not that I ever go to Atlanta. Or leave the house. Ever. Except to go to work. Stop judging me.
I was kind of stoked to get my old job (the one I hated… remember???) back, but now I remember why I didn’t move when the offer was first made. (If only I’d re-read this blog before I made the move!) The suckage I have to deal with on a daily basis – not to mention the slackassedness of these newest minions – is enough to drive anyone dotty.
Seriously. I don’t understand how some of these people have managed to secure positions within the workforce – much less within the ranks of the general human populace. I’m really good at training & coaching people, but if I have to send out ONE more DUMBED down email (with detailed pictures, no less!) instructing some fucktard how to CORRECTLY do the job they’re supposed to have been doing for a year, I may have to stab someone in the ear. With a straw. Just to get the brain-juices flowing. Would that work?
Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to have a job… I’m just wishing it was a different one. With really hot manwhores and less assratchets. Le sigh.