No good slacker
Ok, so in reading my friend V's Live Journal, and Cadmonkey's blog I realize that I'm not the only person with a lack of motivation due to dissatisfaction with my job. Like Cadmonkey I have tried my damndest to focus and get something solid done every day and to avoid coming on here and posting or just cruising the internet all day. But god damn its so freakin hard when your job is so Bleh. Its not that I don't like my job... well to an extent, but its more like a lack of direction. My old job was so easy, someone would tell me what to do, I'd do it give it back to that person and they would give me something else to do. I rarely got an assignment that I couldn't handle or that even challenged me. If no one had anything for me to do, the relatively large size of the company (for this industry that is) allowed me the leisure of being able to sit around and do nothing without really impacting anything too much until someone came around and told me what to do again. Now to some people this is a great thing. To me it got sooooo boring. I didn't feel challenged. Like I said nothing they gave me caused me to think I couldn't handle it. I even got some project management scraps which they thought would help groom me to be a project manager. Well let me tell you that if you only have to spend roughly 2 hours a week to keep the project running smoothly its not really teaching me much or challenging me at all. So I quit and starting working here.
Not sure if I ever explained the wackiness that happened here so I'll sum it up. Its a much smaller firm and when I got the job there was a Principal, 2 project architects, a consultant that only worked on health clubs, and me. That was architectural staff. We also had a part time secretary and a part time book keeper. I should mention my last firm had around 60 employees.
So shortly after I started one PA quit, which inspired the other one to quit shortly after that. Then the project the consultant was working on got cancelled and the client sued us. Needless to say there goes the consultant. So I was the sole architectural staff here besides the Principal that usually spends most his time just doing the business stuff. Since then we have hired some real gems of the mentally disabled community. The hiring practices of my boss will be thorougly documented in an upcoming post.
Now when I came to this job I was looking forward to that extra responsibility and challenge that it had to offer. However I wasn't planning on that much more responsibility. From previous posts you will realize my boss is a fucking doof and has a hard time communicating something as simple as a phone number to someone else let alone complex architectural concepts. So he tends to have a hard time doing what my last job did so well... which was tell me what to do. So I have to take on the responsibility of knowing what I should be doing every second of the day. The worst is when I figure out what I should be doing, spend half the day doing it, and then my boss flips out becuase somehting needs to be done yesterday and I should have been working on that instead but of course he failed to communicate that to me. Oh another wonderful side effect of his inability to talk like a human is that no matter what I do here, its always wrong. It may be the best way to do it, it might be the way I did it at my last job, it may even be the way that building codes dicatate I do it, however it will always be wrong because its NOT the way my corner cutting boss has done it for the past 20 years of his shoddy business. Of course I don't know how to do it HIS way because he speaks some tardish language that nobody else here in the office or this world speaks.
So after all that it leaves me sitting here KNOWING I have a shitload of work to do, just no matter how I do it, it will be wrong and I will have to do it over, which in turn makes me even forget what the word motivation means... Sigh.. on that note I should get back to "work".
Oh before I forget I saw Napoleon Dynamite last night and couldn't stop laughing throughout the entire film. Maybe its because the movie seems to be set in middle school during the 80's which is when I was in middle school and I could relate to so many things. Including being somewhat of an outcast dork although Napoleon is like the king of dorks and I was never that wierd... at least that I remember. Anyway if you haven't seen it go and rent it you won't be sorry.
Not sure if I ever explained the wackiness that happened here so I'll sum it up. Its a much smaller firm and when I got the job there was a Principal, 2 project architects, a consultant that only worked on health clubs, and me. That was architectural staff. We also had a part time secretary and a part time book keeper. I should mention my last firm had around 60 employees.
So shortly after I started one PA quit, which inspired the other one to quit shortly after that. Then the project the consultant was working on got cancelled and the client sued us. Needless to say there goes the consultant. So I was the sole architectural staff here besides the Principal that usually spends most his time just doing the business stuff. Since then we have hired some real gems of the mentally disabled community. The hiring practices of my boss will be thorougly documented in an upcoming post.
Now when I came to this job I was looking forward to that extra responsibility and challenge that it had to offer. However I wasn't planning on that much more responsibility. From previous posts you will realize my boss is a fucking doof and has a hard time communicating something as simple as a phone number to someone else let alone complex architectural concepts. So he tends to have a hard time doing what my last job did so well... which was tell me what to do. So I have to take on the responsibility of knowing what I should be doing every second of the day. The worst is when I figure out what I should be doing, spend half the day doing it, and then my boss flips out becuase somehting needs to be done yesterday and I should have been working on that instead but of course he failed to communicate that to me. Oh another wonderful side effect of his inability to talk like a human is that no matter what I do here, its always wrong. It may be the best way to do it, it might be the way I did it at my last job, it may even be the way that building codes dicatate I do it, however it will always be wrong because its NOT the way my corner cutting boss has done it for the past 20 years of his shoddy business. Of course I don't know how to do it HIS way because he speaks some tardish language that nobody else here in the office or this world speaks.
So after all that it leaves me sitting here KNOWING I have a shitload of work to do, just no matter how I do it, it will be wrong and I will have to do it over, which in turn makes me even forget what the word motivation means... Sigh.. on that note I should get back to "work".
Oh before I forget I saw Napoleon Dynamite last night and couldn't stop laughing throughout the entire film. Maybe its because the movie seems to be set in middle school during the 80's which is when I was in middle school and I could relate to so many things. Including being somewhat of an outcast dork although Napoleon is like the king of dorks and I was never that wierd... at least that I remember. Anyway if you haven't seen it go and rent it you won't be sorry.
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