May 26, 2006
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Life is getting ridiculous again. What do you do when there truly is NO ONE ELSE who can do what you do? And it’s the end of the month with at least three multi-million dollar deals that have to close by Friday? And you’re preparing court documents to file a temporary restraining order against . . well . . against someone, with a filing deadline of that same Friday? You work until 11:30 one night, get in at 7:00 the following morning, work until 11:00 that night, and plan on working late again on the Friday before a holiday weekend. Sigh. And you wonder seriously if you’re going to have to work over the weekend to meet another customer’s deadline on deal worth more than $50 million a year for the next 6 years. Double freaking sigh. So much for my resolution to cut back on my hours.
Bitch, moan, bitch, moan. I’m doing it to myself, damnit. I know it, but I can’t bring myself to NOT do it. The world woudn’t end, would it? OK, so the deals might not (probably would not) close, the company wouldn’t make its numbers, and the employees wouldn’t get any end of quarter bonuses. But, that’s not the end of life as we know it, is it? Fucking sense of responsiblity (or whatever). I really hate myself sometimes, or at least that part of myself that drives me like this.
Comments (1)
Sounds rough. Isn’t it funny how you compete for so long and strive so hard to get a good job and in a way that locks you into striving and competing? Well, I admire your work ethic and think it’s good of you to work so hard to further the company, especially since you’re earning the bonuses for the employees. I hope they appreciate you!