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baronessekatOK not yet but it's coming. I have begun the process to get the hell out of the job I'm in and find something else.
I'm tired. Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually. To the core, drained.
I'm tired of busting my ass to make deadlines with no support from UPPER management. I'm tired of sitting by and watching three memebers of the high eschelons of the company go on a witch hunt against my supervisor. She's a great woman who works her self to the bone for her employer and stands up for her department against very bad obstacles and odds. Yet rather than try to help her, management does everything it can to hinder her and blame her.
We asked for changes to be made to our computer system so that we could better serve our clients and we get told that all these little requests seem to be made regardless of what reports management needs to run. IT's almost as if they have forgottenn that we are, while a law firm, still a SERVICE industry. rather than asking how can we give you what we need and obtain the data we need for our reports. we get "that will not allow us to get the reports we need".
We are being accused of being manipulators of data so that we can get our quarterly bonuses. And rather than a real apology when we challenge the accusation we get "I guess I owe you an apology. Put the situation out of your mind".
I sit and watch my supervisor say "It will get better. He's just under stress". And I have to try not to say "You sound just like all the battered wives that I used to see come into the ER"
And i wish I could help her but frankly, I need to help myself. I refuse to sit back any longer and take the abuse. Today I got yelled at... no screamed at by an attorney from our downstate office. I am NOT a lawyer. I'm not a paralegal. I am a glorified data entry clerk. How in all the holy hells of helveitca should I know that some stupid document needed a clause in it? Only one person in my entire department knew about said clause. I'm sorry that this meant the closing had to be delayed. But jc on a crutch.... it's about a piece of land that's not going anywhere. It's not like someone is going to die in the next ten minutes if something goes wrong.
And the deed that he got sent is the same deed that we have used the entire time I've been working at the firm. Yelling at me that it's wrong is NOT going to get much accomplished other than driving the nail in the coffin and making me say "that's it".
And then I get snipped at all day by the others in my department because we are now a person short and I'm only doing what I was told.
They do not pay me enough to take this shit. HEll I could get a job on the overnight shift at McDonalds and get almost the same amount of money.
So to my office all I can say is - here's your rubber vagina and red kool-aid. Now go fuck off and die.
As soon as I can, I'm soooooo out of here.
I'm tired. Physically. Emotionally. Spiritually. To the core, drained.
I'm tired of busting my ass to make deadlines with no support from UPPER management. I'm tired of sitting by and watching three memebers of the high eschelons of the company go on a witch hunt against my supervisor. She's a great woman who works her self to the bone for her employer and stands up for her department against very bad obstacles and odds. Yet rather than try to help her, management does everything it can to hinder her and blame her.
We asked for changes to be made to our computer system so that we could better serve our clients and we get told that all these little requests seem to be made regardless of what reports management needs to run. IT's almost as if they have forgottenn that we are, while a law firm, still a SERVICE industry. rather than asking how can we give you what we need and obtain the data we need for our reports. we get "that will not allow us to get the reports we need".
We are being accused of being manipulators of data so that we can get our quarterly bonuses. And rather than a real apology when we challenge the accusation we get "I guess I owe you an apology. Put the situation out of your mind".
I sit and watch my supervisor say "It will get better. He's just under stress". And I have to try not to say "You sound just like all the battered wives that I used to see come into the ER"
And i wish I could help her but frankly, I need to help myself. I refuse to sit back any longer and take the abuse. Today I got yelled at... no screamed at by an attorney from our downstate office. I am NOT a lawyer. I'm not a paralegal. I am a glorified data entry clerk. How in all the holy hells of helveitca should I know that some stupid document needed a clause in it? Only one person in my entire department knew about said clause. I'm sorry that this meant the closing had to be delayed. But jc on a crutch.... it's about a piece of land that's not going anywhere. It's not like someone is going to die in the next ten minutes if something goes wrong.
And the deed that he got sent is the same deed that we have used the entire time I've been working at the firm. Yelling at me that it's wrong is NOT going to get much accomplished other than driving the nail in the coffin and making me say "that's it".
And then I get snipped at all day by the others in my department because we are now a person short and I'm only doing what I was told.
They do not pay me enough to take this shit. HEll I could get a job on the overnight shift at McDonalds and get almost the same amount of money.
So to my office all I can say is - here's your rubber vagina and red kool-aid. Now go fuck off and die.
As soon as I can, I'm soooooo out of here.
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Date: 2005-09-25 07:29 pm (UTC)