fuck this job.com

Got an e-mail yesterday. There is a mandatory company meeting coming up next week to discuss the new company policies. I hate this place so much, ... should I go to this "mandatory" meeting? I can always say my kidney stones flared up. I don't know if I can stand being in a room for 3 hours with all of these phony fucks, yakking it up about policies that will benefit everyone. Policies that were not in place when I was in a position to benefit from them. They won't do me any good now.

I'm still pissed about my non-raise. Last year, a client commented to the boss about the great job and service I provided them. My performance 2 weeks ago at my annual review was rated at 107%. That's above expectations. But I complained one week later about the lack of policies when I was younger and the fact that I got stiffed. So this week when we got our performance increases, I was suddenly told I'm overpaid and won't be getting anything above cost of living (2%).

If you've been reading my recent posts, you'll know that I recently voiced my concern to the bosses over the inequality around here. Newer employees are getting benefits that I never got, that weren't even available. When I raised my voice over the unfairness of it all, I was told to shut the fuck up.

Well, I had a performance review about two weeks ago. This was before my little talk to the bosses about fairness. In that review, I was rated as performing above the level expected of me. Yesterday, we all found out our percentage raises for this year.

I was surprised to hear the bosses tell me that I am overpaid, according to industry salary surveys, and due to this, I will only be getting a cost of living increase. I've been here 10 years, and this is the first time that I've gotten nothing except the cost of living. I don't consider cost of living to be a raise, since everyone gets that. I could have sucked the whole previous year and I still would've gotten that much.

Man, did I learn a valuable life lesson recently.

I'm a reasonable person, having never asked for anything other than my pay for everything I do for this company. I missed my son's formative years doing quite a bit of travelling for work, with weekend stay overs. While others around me complained and bitched for every little extra they could get, I just quietly went about my job. The odd overtime hours for a consultant are to be expected, at least in my mind. Then they hire some new people who start getting more and more extras (overtime at time and a half, lieu time) that I don't get nor did I ever get. It finally got to me and I approached the bosses. I asked them to look at all the potential compensation I had left on the table over the years and to think about possibly compensating me for it, since the new bucks are rolling in it.

This place sucks monkey balls. Here is some of what has happened recently:

1. We've got a contract worker (a friend of the managers) setting up some issue tracking and code management software. She doesn't know what she's doing. She's been at it for over a fucking month and will be leaving tomorrow to setup this crap up at a client's site for 2-3 months. I can't believe it can take that fucking long to set this up. Lucky for us, our client has their head up their ass and won't even realize we sent an "expert" to set up this software and it is taking well over 2 months to do so.

2. Our former manager calls a meeting to discuss server requirements for a piece of software I've been working on. I thought it was going to be an internal meeting. Instead, he calls the client and turns the floor over to me to tell them what the server requirements are. What the fuck???? We have one (yes, ONE) client running our software on a Xeon 3 GHz server. Am I supposed to state that as server requirements? That is way overboard for this application. Dumb fucking idiot. I hate that bastard.

The mother fuckers I work with are especially loud today. My office is near a meeting room which also doubles as a lunch room. The kitchen is also nearby. These asswipes are yaking up a loud storm today during lunch and their coffee breaks. This one dumb cunt is really getting on my nerves with her annoying laugh. I just want to go into the kitchen and shove the coffee maker down her fucking throat to shut her the fuck up. They stay clear of the front of the office where the boss works. I had to fucking close my door today.

To all you inconsiderate fuckers: Take your bullshitting ways and get the fuck out of my area.

One of the problems with this stupid company is the double standards and complete lack of any defined rules to be applied to everyone. I shouldn't be punished for being a poor negotiator.

I've been here almost ten years. I work the occasional overtime hours but don't say shit about it because it is part of the job. It says so in my contract. I've been through periods of lots of overtime, spent travel time on my days off, rang up car mileage at my expense, basically spent half a year away from my family on business, missed my youngest son's formative years, all in the name of employment. I never complained and never even dared to ask for something in return other than my salary.

Ever hear a song that captures your feelings perfectly? Well I heard a song that did it for me. My fucking job has sucked the life force from me and I'm one more fiasco away from either quitting or depression. The song is called "Brother Down" by Sam Roberts:

One life to live but we're doing it wrong you see
Got my brother down 'cause it's nothing to me
Everyone's saying that it's wrong to cheat
But there's no other way to get my life on easy street
Someone else telling you what you're living for
Been knocking you down now you're looking for more
The only sound you hear is a closing door

This job is killing my brain cells and my self-esteem. I hate this fucking place. To quote Agent Smith from The Matrix: "I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it"

I can't handle five straight days of this shithole. So I asked my manager if I could work from home every Wednesday. I figure I might be able to handle 2 straight days of seeing these bastards. Seems like everyone else works from home when they feel like it, so I decided to make a formal request. Everybody at my work has a laptop, so it's not like I'd have to log in from home to get access to my files.

There are a few co-workers of mine that really have gotten on my nerves. I just want to smash their skulls everytime I see them, hear them, or even think about them.

At the top of the list is this bastard who implied I'm cheap. He was asking a group of us if we wanted to go out for lunch. I declined. He commented that I only go out when the boss pays. I fucking almost lost it then and there. I'm a generous person and cheap is the last thing I want to be called. Why the fuck would this asshole say that? Maybe he was just joking, but I didn't find it funny. I had just helped this asshole a few days earlier with some task for his kids. Now, I wouldn't help him if he paid me. Fucking ungrateful bastard. Go to hell, you fucking piece of shit.

I love this site! It comforts me to know there are other miserable fucks out there suffering like I am. How fucking twisted is that?

This company I work for used to be the best. I loved getting up and coming into work. In fact, I hated going home because of some of the crap that happens there when your elderly parents are living with your wife and 2 kids. This used to be my escape.

But things have changed. I'm now a miserable fucker 24 hours a day, and it is all because of this hell hole. I'd like to leave, but they pay me very well. There is no chance I could earn this much elsewhere without working 12 hours a day, and I don't need money that bad! I have a whole list of things I'd like to get off my chest. This place has slowly deteriated into a fucking shithole.