TODAY IS MY LAST DAY AT WORK AT THIS TERRIBLE, HORRIBLE, NO GOOD, VERY BAD SCHOOL! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!
I've documented in the past that I hate my job (I'm never very good at looking back and finding the right posts... sorry. Please go re-read the past 6 months of my life!). And today, after months of searching, after giving my two weeks notice, after playing Battleship on pogo.com for the past said two weeks, I will leave this office and (hopefully) never come back!
I can't wait to walk out the door today and never come back. I'll still be on campus though Sunday, because I still have a lot of big things to move, but I will never, ever, have to see my annoying bosses again!
My game plan is to commute from my grandmothers house for the next couple of months, and then in March/April get an apartment with Achoo. I will not have to live on campus anymore, I will not have to be "on call" for emergencies anymore, I will not have to go to mass against my will anymore.
I met with HR for my exit interview on Wednesday and sang like a canary about all the things I was unhappy with here, from my boss making comments about my weight to forcing me to attend Catholic mass. I wasn't trying to get her in trouble per se, but I wasn't going to lie when the HR rep asked if I enjoyed working here, and subsequently, what made my experience so bad. Because I figure: what will it really solve if I say "oh yeah, I loved it here, sad to leave"- nothing. Zero. Zip. Nada. At least this way, I got my frustrations off my chest. I tried to be very diplomatic about it, and not just rant and rave. Do I think anything will come of it? No. But at least I said my peace.
So as part of my last day, I was told I would be taken out to lunch wherever I wanted to go. I chose Red Robin. Yummmmm. (The jingle alone makes it a good choice.) However, in classic Jersey luck, the entire basketball team beat each other up and 2:30 in the morning last night, so they are all being brought it. How long individually interviewing each of them and subsequently kicking them off campus is going to take, I don't know. All I know is that I want my free, refillable french-fries.
Queens suggested that maybe I should tell my boss directly what a idiotic supervisor she is, but I've decided that she's eventually going to burn her own ship, so why bother putting negative energy out into the universe and risk screwing up my Karma. Is she an under-qualified, unknowledgable, negative, whiny, stuck-up prissy witch who lacks all capacity for empathy and creativity who will ultimately screw herself and this department over? Yes. Will telling her that solve anything? Nope.
So, with all that said, adieu, $%^&*&() College. You have potential to be something awesome, but until you un-stick your head from the sand, and get better people running your ship, you will be stuck in the mud. (Mixed metaphor?)
Signing off from this computer for the last time,
Goodnight, and Good luck,