Disgruntled

I'm feeling quite today. Disgruntled that is. Stepzilla is trying to force me out. I believe Colormist coined it, "the ICE squeeze." I hate this place and I'd gladly leave if I had another job to pay the bills. I am sick of Stepzilla's lies. She told me that the reason I was given a new title was because everyone at the University is required to have two titles. Hasselhoff doesn't have two titles. The temp doesn't have two titles. Oh and by the way, the temp (formerly known as Sparklehorse) is no longer a temp. She is an official ICE employee and my new boss! Ok Hasselhoff, so I knew she was going to be my boss. Fine. Whatever. I really don't see the need for me to have another boss. I am quite self-sufficient and before the temp arrived I was running the show by myself. Sending all the mailings, creating and sending all the emails, running all the mailing lists, tackling numerous projects in InDesign (a software program in which I have NO previous experience), and countless other thankless jobs that Stepzilla can't be bothered to do herself. All without so much as a good job or a thanks for picking up the slack. Nope, what I got in return for my efforts was another boss. And to further humiliate me, the temp (whose degree is in fine arts) will also have the authority to proof and make changes to my text! That would be like giving me the power to critique someone's design work. I've just had it. I am done. I should be trying to defend myself or at the very least question the reasoning behind these insane changes. But who can even begin to make sense of ICE? Stepzilla is the worst manager on the face of the earth. She is dishonest, disrepectful, self-absorbed, and totally out of control. But somehow she still has a job. I had a dream last night that I told her off and she fired me. I can't tell you how close I have come today to making that dream a reality. God I need to get out of here. SAVE ME!!!

I am a copycat... just an update from the land more southern.

Just thought I would shed a little insight into the new jobby job down south. It's amazing really. Did you know that there are places you can work where people don't talk down to you? There are jobs where people laugh and enjoy what they do? There are! It's amazing. I work at one of those places now too! My new work people are friendly and laugh about the times where they screwed up and even more amazing is there are no bad feelings about it. Nobody got fired or reamed or made to feel like a total idiot for leading being a half-point off. So what if I am making toothpaste tubes and hemorroid cream containers? They are beautiful and endlessly more creative than the mindless drivel we were spewing out at ICE. They trust me here to do my job. There is no never-ending chain of approvals. I get a file. Work on it. Make the film and send it out to the line. Done. No hierarchy to give me their okay even tho they have never created ANYTHING in their lives except a catchy "So sorry you're leaving" quote on another going away (aka escaping) card. I do my job. That's it. They let me. Awesome. It's pretty amazing how much you can get done in an hour when you don't have 15 people "helpiing". My supervisor? I have seen him maybe 5 times in the four weeks I have been here. Most of those he was just checking with other folks about questions (legitimate questions) about things that were already running. Next month we are all "volunteering" at Bonnaroo as a department. We are givers here. ROFL... I wanted to go to Bonnaroo but it is hopelessly expensive and I didn't want to spend that much on a music festival. Now I am going (with fun people) and don't have to pay a dime. I have to pour beer and listen to the bands. It's my job. :) Life is good. Hang in there Mavvy. Yours is coming!!