Thursday, September 13th, 2007...6:56 pm
The Universe Needs a Concrete Enema.
Two weeks ago, our senior paralegal walked out three days before a trial. Two of us remained. The partners, rather than hiring a third paralegal, decided to give the remaining two a secretary, which was actually a very nice thing….no more being a goddamn file clerk.
Today, the other paralegal gave notice.
There are at least 4 trials in the next 2 ½ months, most of which involve dealing with Ms. Whiny and the Big Boss.
Even if we hire someone tomorrow, there’s still a huge learning curve with this job.
I still hate my fucking job.
I would like to pick what’s behind Door #2 now.
Universe, you were pissing on my head with the job hating and the face breaking out worse than it ever did when I was a teenager and the tiredness and the general feeling of malaise.
Now, you’re taking a full-fledged shit.
Fuck.
I feel very sorry for Lando for having to put up with my ass during this trying time. Not that he’ll have to that much, because I will be living at the fucking office.
Kill me now.
9 Comments
September 13th, 2007 at 7:10 pm
Not that I expect you to just walk out too, but if you have not done so already, I would get my resume in good sparkly order, and shop around a bit.
There is the possibility that if you stick it out through the shit-storm, that you’ll be in a good position to bargain your way into a better salary and/or better working conditions.
Maybe you should keep a bottle of choice libation in your desk to help with when you want to go postal on the lawyers. Bottles make great weapons.
September 13th, 2007 at 7:33 pm
They had better give you a big fat raise after those trials are over. If not, shit on them and leave!
September 13th, 2007 at 7:34 pm
My advice - a weekend with lots of booze and a weekend of unbridled hardcore sexxxxx. Or perhaps ice cream and cuddling. Hell, just live and don’t worry about work.
(Oh, and probably the sexxxxx before the booze because you wanna remember the sexxxxx - especially when you’re doing menial tasks at your job from hell).
September 13th, 2007 at 8:40 pm
Sorry things are so hard. Glad you have Lando though. Always good to have someone to hug when you want to kick someone in the balls.
September 14th, 2007 at 3:47 am
let’s just hope she doesn’t kick me in the balls. and babe, if anyone understands shitty work conditions, it’s me. also, katrina is very smart and has wonderful ideas.
September 15th, 2007 at 6:23 pm
I’d ask for the raise BEFORE the trials - after they are over where is the leverage. Bosses typically don’t actually reward hard work unless they HAVE to!
September 16th, 2007 at 8:40 pm
On the bright side, YOU have a boyfriend . . .
September 20th, 2007 at 3:47 am
although not much of one. haha
October 16th, 2007 at 6:27 pm
I know I’m a month late, but for the face breaking out (which if you’re anything like me, will happen again), get the Tea Tree Oil Blemish Stick from The Body Shop. It kicks butt, especially if you catch them fairly early on - but can’t hurt even if you get them a few days late.
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