Well, had a bitch out meeting at the second job, Sunday morning. Basically, it was a "shit rolls downhill" meeting. The department supervisor got written up for some stuff, so we received our portion of the punishment. I wouldn't mind so much, if there was a clear understanding of what the issues were, but they keep changing, So we're trying to meet a moving target.
Of course, that flares my inner complaint about business in general. I WON'T get on my soapbox about it. It really doesn't do any good.
The dinner Saturday night wasn't too excruciating The steak was actually pretty good and the speech was only about 10 minutes. Which was short compared to most I've had to sit through. The only downside, I was at the table with my boss and his boss, sandwiched between the two. So it wasn't all fun and games.
I kinda overslept this morning. Normally, the alarm starts going off at 5:00. I used to get up by 5:!5 - 5:30. Now it's more like 5:50 - 6:00. And out the door by 7:15 and into work by 7:45. This morning, I got up at 6:40 and still made it out the door by 7:25. But there wasn't any, taking my time to wake up and get motivated.
Now I'm trying to get caught up on some procedures I have to reformat and publish on our intranet site. They have been collecting for about a month, because everytime I'd start on them, the authors would say, hold up they were changes. It's like, ok, you finish with your changes and then I'll do it. One of them came into my office at 4:30 yesterday afternoon and wanted to know if I could have them all done by 7:00 this morning. I told him, NFW!!! If he was lucky, by this afternoon. And the only reason they became a priority, is his boss asked him about them, yesterday afternoon. He wanted to see them
Oh well, I guess I should get back to it. Maybe I should try an anti-depressant. Maybe then I wouldn't be so cynical.