Sunday, April 23, 2006

G.I. Jane, I'm So Not...

A conversation Sean and I had in the car earlier today...

Me: I think if I had to serve in one of the branches of military, I'd pick the Air Force. I don't know why, but for some reason I just think they'd let me sleep in the latest. Oh, and I'd have to work it into my contract that being a curly-haired girl and all, I'd need an extra hour of prep time in the morning to straighten my hair.

Sean: Honey, if it ever gets to the point where our armed forces are that desperate for people to serve, it's time to throw down the white flag and say lots and lots of prayers.

Hmmmph! Apparently, Sean doubts my skills as a warfighter. Sheesh, just because I'd want to look nice while kicking a little ass. What's wrong with that? ;o)

Monday, April 17, 2006

It's Over...and I have the footprint on my butt to prove it!

So you would think that after subjecting me to three weeks of ostracizing, the silent treatment, switch-a-roo games, and other misc mean-spirited behavior that they would at least let me have peace for my final day. Oh no! That would be asking too much. Here's a short list of things I learned today.
- Apparently, I've spent the last several years working under a manager who has no idea what a letter of reference is and even after having it clearly explained to him still is not capable of writing it.
- This beloved company that I devoted 5 years to does not have a corporate policy in place for references. Meaning that it is up to the Supervisor's discretion whether they respond to or answer questions about prior employees. Apparently, they are welcome to and it's encouraged that they refuse to answer the questions of perspective employers.
- This company's HR is not for the peons, but rather those earning six figure and up salaries or impressive, but meaningless titles.
- Our HR likes to pat you on the head and say "oh, that's a shame", however if you're expecting them to take action on your behalf or stick up for the rights of or mental or emotional well-being of the employee, well you're living in a fantasy world.

.....so after today I get to start tending to my battle wounds and start trying to rebuild my confidence in myself, my faith in others, and my hope that there's a company out there that truly does recognize and maybe *gasp* reward motivation and those who seek growth and advancement. There's just so much anger, frustration, sadness, shock, and hurt...and I'm not sure how to process it all. I know, it sounds overly dramatic, but I feel like I just ended an abusive relationship. The upside- been there, done that, and I survived. And one thing they can't change is that I didn't slink into a corner. I stood my ground and fought my battles, and did so while maintaining a professional demeanor, something which is all too foreign to them.

Ahh....my sympathy to the poor sap who replaces me.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Friends...how many of us have them?

So this has been a roller-coaster of a year. Life with my honey is great. Stressful and crazed with the wedding planning, but we're tackling it together like we do everything else.

Work...well can't go into that quite yet. But trust me...I think there will be some very therapeutic venting in my near future. Is it April 17th yet?

I have a great core group of friends whom I love, adore and cherish dearly. However, over the last few years there have been some people who have tried to enter that circle. I hesitated, but with time grew to trust them. Unfortunately, lately it's been biting me in the a$$. Since when is it acceptable for someone to only be your friend when they need a shoulder to cry on or someone to sympathize with them? Or why would someone deem it ok to seek your advice and support when they're going through a tough experience, that you yourself have lived through and make you dredge up the past, but then suddenly vanish as soon as their life isn't in shambles. Others call as they please and when they finally decide to do so, they spend the entire conversation rattling on about their issues, life events and concerns. I guess I just don't get it because it would never cross my mind to treat someone I liked or disliked in that manner. It's just rude and hurtful. And lastly, there's the one whose willing to ask and listen to details of my life but absolutely refuses to divulge any information about their's. I don't even know what to call that....but it certainly isn't a friend. If you don't trust me enough to let me into your life, why do you care to know about mine? Or if you don't think I should have details about your life...um why are we friends? Help me out folks because I am just not smart enought to figure this out.

Updated to Add: Job Interview this Friday! It's less pay and the drive would so not be fun...but sounds like a great company and it may just be worthwhile to take something I'm over-qualified for as a way to get my foot in the door. So far the benefits look good to. :) Keep the prayers coming please! Thanks guys!