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!!!