#ANYYWAAYYYYYY IM DOING GREAT-

[chthonicgodling]

since the collapse of twitter this has resumed being my personal diary here aHEM, ok ✨personal life things✨ ahoy

blah blah we are understaffed and overworked at my job and with one of my coworkers on maternity leave, (our administrate assistant who was usually in charge of wrangling one of our useless chaotic nightmare managers) said nightmare manager has gotten a million times worse and blah blah very long story short as one of the unfortunate 🌈backbones of the entire operation I am SO tightly wound and irritated and stressed the fuck out every day lately. morale is low! we are all at each others throats and resentful of each other! (FOR??? GOOD REASON??? IN MY OPINION???) Worth mentioning that ugh the nature of this stupid business is that we spend every second with each other essentially trauma bonding in a pile so it’s a very uniquely horrible vibe when we’re all mad at each other. and our prep room is under major renovation right now so we’re also stretched crazy thin shuffling between locations unnecessarily. And it’s like pulling teeth to get anyone to do their fucking jobs and CORRECTLY no less. and i keep getting put out on funerals which mostly makes me go out of my mind bc I can’t trust anyone to follow up on anything in the office if I’m not supervising or doing things myself?!?! oh my god at the end of the day this too shall pass and yes burnout is a thing but whatever and I’m constantly reminding myself I like what I do HERE, any job will have idiots to work with, I like the contents of my actual JOB if I take away my coworkers, I’ve been here for literally 7 years now but. oh my god. oh my god oh my god.

icing on the cake now that we’re all at our wits ends my other manager’s brilliant idea to solve the discord and anger and resentment amongst us for literal months was to set up a company bowling night on Saturday am I living in a sitcom??? what is to stop me from hurtling myself into all the pins or even just two specific sacrifices of my coworkers into the gutter. perhaps someone can just euthanize me