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[innerslytherin]

My "manager" threw me under the bus at the fucking collections meeting today. Big surprise. I was left looking like an asshole, and that pisses me off majorly. I'll be applying for new jobs the minute I get back from vacation.

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[innerslytherin]

True, I've only ever quit a job without having one already lined up, and even though that worked out, I cringe just thinking about how that felt. I still can't believe I did it, but when the VP of the board said, "Don't you talk to me that way, young lady," I decided I couldn't work for an asshole who talked to me like I was his teenage daughter, and that was after six months of putting up with crap from him already.

Sadly, the FBI didn't want me. My status was "qualified - not referred", which meant they decided not to continue the hiring process with me. :( It's hard to say if I would have passed the physical stage anyway, with my arthritic ankle and antidepressants and whatnot. Heh.

I know there are always parts of our jobs that we don't like. But while I'm good at this sort of work that I'm doing, I find almost no enjoyment in what I'm doing, and the little enjoyment I do get, doesn't really cover the rest of the crap. Then again, I've got a day's distance from yesterday's meeting, and I've discovered I actually will put up with a lot of crap if I let myself.

So yeah, definitely time to start looking at least.