fuck this job.com

Put more effort into simplifying your life and less into complicating it.

Reject the adage that everything worth doing is worth doing well - striving for excellence where excellence doesn't matter is the stuff that misfits are made of.

Concentrate on the things that really matter and be oblivious to practically everything else.

If you work more than 8 hours a day, you are in the wrong job - either that or you're doing it wrong.

The belief in the morality of hard work signifies a hard head.

Forget about security and focus on opportunity.

Well... It's been a while since I felt the need to post. Too long I guess.

If anyone reads my previous posts, I've been gone from that positoin for about 6 months. I got a position in a manufacturers "marketing department" and am something of the de facto "Director of Marketing"... big deal.

After less then 6 months here I'm already looking for another job. If I had know what I was in store for I'd have never taken this position, I'd have simply quit my other job, packed my tent, and moved back to the "real world" where shit makes sense.

after heart attack the powers at be labeled me a high risk liability no longer an asset to the company. they have workmenscomp in their pocket.so after seven years of service and heart attack ON the job, i was terminated n the union was told to stand down... wooow what a fucked up system we live n work in...

The job does indeed suck, but I don't care. A job like retail is not meant to be taken seriously, not in my mindset anyway. Every time I hear the "bosses" chatting about their sales numbers, the goals they'd like to achieve, or anything related to it, I just laugh. I've repeatedly told them that I really don't care about their sales figures or goals, it's not my main focus in life. The new boss we have is so mind-focused on sales that "we will do anything", it scares me.

I deleted my rant, f them, they get no more time in my head.

Is it me or does it seem as though the majority of decent positions, based on their descriptions, require a narrow list of hard skills (mostly technical)?

What's more, the companies posting these jobs seem completely inflexible about considering potentially qualified applicants who may not fit the exact job description.

Here's a clue: a good employee is one who has the ability to learn, and who may not necessarily fit inside some box made of industry jargon and buzzwords.

My husband is an alcoholic a fucking drunk. I work at a job I love but can't get what I need to get the hell out of this fucked up marriage. I don't get paid enough to be able to support myself, I have no benefits, no insurance no room for advancement. Why did my life get so fucked up. Why is it the job I wanted I can't have. Hillary wants me to pay for someone else to go to college if she gets elected why in the hell would I want to do that. I want to go to college but can't afford to.

My husband is an alcoholic a fucking drunk. I work at a job I love but can't get what I need to get the hell out of this fucked up marriage. I don't get paid enough to be able to support myself, I have no benefits, no insurance no room for advancement. Why did my life get so fucked up. Why is it the job I wanted I can't have. Hillary wants me to pay for someone else to go to college if she gets elected why in the hell would I want to do that. I want to go to college but can't afford to.

I really hate this fucking job. I am the assistant to a sales manager is a really good boss and takes care of me. However, with all this mortgage bullshit going on we have customers but do not have any loans for them. Everything I promise my customers I can do for them, but the company/industry changes the rules in the middle of the game for us at least once a week. So now I am constantly put in the position of being the retarded fucking asshole who promised something that I now cannot deliver on. And I am the bad guy because I am the point of contact.

I thought today on my walk to work-that it could be quite possible that I would walk right past the bigbastardbox and just keep going- past the strip malls, out into the barren corn fields-past the quiet empty houses in the middle of nowhere-just keep walking.. Ah, a dream. My feet work on their own without any knowledge from my brain-just as vacant as the fields. While there is no thought-my body knows it's place-it is exhausted and resigned before it even begins the motions of another worthless day.

You know, I'm giving up the whole dream that even at the age I'm at- I can still do something meaningful with my life. That I can make money and be successful and be relatively happy. That I can really take any situation and work it to my advantage. The reality is I will work at shit jobs until Death. Beginning to believe there is no such thing as hell because I've been in it most of my life so anything after this has to be easier and less painful. Not going to off myself, too damn chicken- I'm doing it the Kurt Vonnegut way.

Some asshole, after you've described (or fervently bitch, as the case may be) your terrible job situation, tells you to "just change careers."

It's a whole hell of a lot easier said than done to just up and switch. Like I've bitched about before, I've been trying to "switch" for over 2 fucking years now, to no avail. When you're stuck, you're stuck.

Well, today was a banner day for me whoo-hoo!! First of all my students were insane because it rained and we had to travel through outdoor breezeways. They screamed and stomped in every puddle they saw. My ears are still ringing and its after midnight.

Just a quick blog to say how tired I am.

Tired of being treated like a second class citizen. Tired of people I help lying about how I do or don't help them (mostly them denying what I do do). Tired of asshole officemates and small talk.

Problem is, I have no solution. Going into business for myself would be far too an expensive endeavor. It also wouldn't match my skills very well.

Does anyone have a job they like? (Heirs and heiresses don't count.) I'm not asking to be rich. Hell, I'm not even asking for fulfillment, just a little piece of contentment.

This job makes me feel like slime.

I'm wondering why I bother looking for work anymore. I don't want to find a job. Whatever I find is going to be fucking awful (like every job I've ever had). I want to remain unemployed for the rest of my life. But I know I can't, so every day I look and look and send out resumes and get no responses... It doesn't ever stop. There's no progress to be made. I've been looking at the same fucking job listings for two months. Sending resumes to every job I could possibly apply for, which are mostly jobs I could have easily gotten without a fucking worthless college degree. Still no responses.