FUMING!

Okay, so this blog is not about my usual topic but about my job. Let me just say that I love the field I work in, I spent two years in graduate school to do this type of work and when I actually get the chance I love it. However, I am stuck in a place where my work isn't really appreciated, where other people get credit for my ideas, and where we are all held to different standards. It is not a positive work environment and I am doing everything within my power to find a new job. But today? Today I am fuming, and here is why.

I was late, I am usually not late to work. But with the heat index being close to one hundred degrees I had to make sure that Poppy was well situated and taken care of before I could get on the steamy subway. When I walked into work today and went to my desk there was a note from my boss just saying "Good Morning 9:45" (I walked in at 9:49). Now, I was not the only person to walk in late, and most of the time I am one of the first people in the office. But did every other person who walked in late have that lovely note on their desks? Nope! And that is just one example of the kind of stuff I have to put up with on a daily basis. Everyday I feel worse and worse about working here and I am trying so hard to get out. The field that I am in is small and I have put feelers out to everyone I know. So hopefully I will find something sooner rather than later because honestly, I don't know how much more I can take!

I keep thinking of the words to the Lily Allen song 22: "She's got an all right job, it's not a career/whenever she thinks about it, it brings her to tears."

That I think pretty much sums it up! I am going to remain positive though and just know that there are better things to come and I will continue to work hard to make it happen!

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In other news that you really want to know....M sent me a message on Saturday morning after the date saying he had a great time and we would talk soon. He is out of town this week for work, but has sent me a few little messages relating to baseball (since we cheer for bitter rivaling teams). I know that I don't want to be stuck in a text zone, so I am not prolonging these into conversations. I guess I will just have to see what happens when he gets back!