Compared to What I Used to Do...

[queenoftheskies]

I know what I'm writing now seems like nothing. I used to be able to crank out so much more.

This drive is killing me. It's already killed my free time...what little there was.

Work is killing me. My boss is...she's not real bright about a lot of things. There are areas of her job she doesn't know how to do. That's why she's doing this to me...forcing me to go down there. Because I was Controller under the old company, and I DO know how to do the things she can't. (She's only been with the company for 8 months.)

So, she's giving me these HUGE projects and then taking my work and passing it off as her own. I've seen her do it THREE times now. She didn't know how to do the work herself.

She's desperate that no one finds out.

She also had me transferred down there so I could do her job so she can take two weeks off in June. It might be the same time as Writers Weekend, and then I couldn't go. :(

And, I've already paid my money. It was not easy to come up with.

And, each day, the drive kills me a little more.

And, I guess I kill myself, too, because I can't just drive and work and drive and work. I'll lose my freaking mind. I have to write. I have to read. I have to do things that remind me I'm still me, and not some automaton like they think at work.

I have so many ideas. I want to finish my current novel and I have the next in my head. I have ideas to really make Out of the Darkness and Xanali shine, and I'm just itching to get to work on them.

But, I have no time. No time. No time.

I can't stand the drive. A tape recorder does me no good. There's still no time to type up what I dictate. There's still stop and start traffic and changing lanes and changing freeways and crazy people that dart in front of me.

I'm trying to be strong about the whole thing, but it's making me nuts.

Sniffle. I need a hug.

Phantom Song

1,024 words today

32,399 / 100,000 (32.4%)

Monthly Word Count Goal Progress:

32,399 / 125,000 (25.9%)

2006 Word Count Goal Progress:

216,387 / 1,000,000 (21.6%)

Comments

[nycshelly.livejournal.com]

Sheesh, sounds horrible. Consider a hug on its way to you.

How's the hunt for a better job coming?

[peartreealley.livejournal.com]

*hug* Keep searching for something better, and I hope to see you in June :)

[afterglowey.livejournal.com]

((hug)) I hope things work out soonish - I used to have a long commute to one of my jobs in the past and I remember how it used to take it out of me.

[aeriedraconia.livejournal.com]

A warm comforting hug to you.

[evilmissbecky.livejournal.com]

*hugs* I'm sorry you're so frustrated. Long commutes are absolutely awful. When I lived in Atlanta I had an hour commute each way...and it nearly killed me. I swore I would never do that to myself again.

Is there any chance you could work at home? Or possibly to go to flex time, so that you wouldn't be dealing with rush hour?

My boss is...she's not real bright about a lot of things. There are areas of her job she doesn't know how to do.

Between this and your remark about her stealing your work...your boss sounds like she's related to my boss. He is the same way. He doesn't know how to do our jobs, and yet he insisted on training the new person - with the end result that she does most things wrong or half-assed and simply doesn't know any better. And then he yells at her for it.

All of which doesn't make you feel any better, I'm sure. Tell you what, I'll try to write some pr0n later today...that always cheers me up. :-)

[kythiaranos.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[zellandyne.livejournal.com]

Keep looking for another job. Please, please, please. Don't talk yourself into staying by saying it isn't that bad. It is. And tell her, flat out, that you are going to Writer's Weekend. Reservations already made and unchangeable. It doesn't even matter what it is - she doesn't deserve to know. She needs you. She screws you over and doesn't want anyone to find out that she steals your work. You're the one who has the supply in this case, and she the demand.

Please, please, please look for another job. You need to keep writing and stay sane, and this lady (and this company) is in no way worth the sacrifice.

[roseyniswitrin.livejournal.com]

I know how hard this must be for you. I'm sending good thoughts and energy that something new will come along ASAP for you.

Here's at least one hug for you: ((((((((((you!))))))))

[melinda-goodin.livejournal.com]

*hug*
I'm sorry the job sucks so badly.

[nugatorytm.livejournal.com]

Isn't there a supervisor above her you can go to and explain how she's stealing your work for her own?

((warm hugs and a hot bath))

[renakuzar.livejournal.com]

sends hugs

[spaceoperadiva.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Hope the job hunting turns something else better soon.

[merebrillante.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. Traffic in California is terrible, and it's especially bad when you're going to work with people you want to strangle. Here's a hug from me and Kerry and Teddy-Mommy.

[shalanna.livejournal.com]

((HUG))

I used to resent it when my bosses took my work and passed it off as theirs. But then a boss told me that was my job, to make my manager look good, as his was to make HIS manager look good, and that whatever I did belonged to HIM to pass up to the guy over him and pass off as his, etc. At that point, I quit caring so much about my work being perfect. It was a wake-up call from school and the vibe of school, where your individual contribution is celebrated and you get credit and a grade for your own work . . . they consider you part of a "team," which at work really means a hive animal/insect like a bee, and you just grind together. I started just doing the minimum, and I was much happier after that. It was as good as most of 'em could do tryin' their best, it appeared (or else the rest of them had figured this out years before!) (grin)

Hang in there.

[lizziebelle.livejournal.com]

So, she's giving me these HUGE projects and then taking my work and passing it off as her own. I've seen her do it THREE times now. She didn't know how to do the work herself.

She's desperate that no one finds out.

Sounds like you could blackmail her into giving you that time off. *eg*

Big hugs, and I hope things get better for you soon!

[canadiansuzanne.livejournal.com]

*hug*

Since you've already paid for the writers' weekend, you should make it clear to your boss that you must have that time off.

As for the driving ruining your writing time, maybe you could use software to convert your tapes into text? Then you wouldn't have to type it in? I've had some success with the software "Dragon Naturally Speaking".

If not, jot down what you can when you can, in a notebook or whatever just so you don't lose the idea. Then type it in when you can make time.

And know that this job probably won't last forever, and that you will get your time back.

*another hug*

[cathellisen.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

So sorry to hear about your ongoing work troubles, and while I know that this may sound a wee bit trite - at least you *are* writing *something*, and all those words will add up.

I hope you find a better job soon, with not so much of a commute. (Is there anyway to take a train? Then you could use that for writing/reading time.)