Well, the time has arrived...

Not only has the snow ensured that I will stay at home, so has my money situation. To put it mildly, I am fed up.



What does this mean? I will be calling on a few of you for references because I am officially beginning my job hunt. I am leaving the AP. I don't care how long it takes, but I am getting out. The company that I came to four years ago does not exist. I don't know what the hell I am in, but this is nothing but corporate bullshit. They can see fit to give Vice Presidents $65K and above, but not the real workers such as yours truly. Well, fuck that, I say.



My newest co-worker, who is also jumping ship, helped me with my resume this week. All I need to do is pop in a few more edits and that's that. It's time for faxes, job interviews, and networking. I am completely and totally sick. This place does not see my contributions as other than being a cog in the wheel, which is not unlike the former hell I was in. What's so funny about that place is how successful those that left were. I can only say I had semi-success. I was happy for a while but now am firmly back in hell. I am taking my vacation days. I am taking my sick days. I am using my personal days and then I'm going to bounce. I cannot, will not, and absolutely refuse to live like this. I did not break my ass going thru bureaucratic bullshit to get two college degrees to barely see $40K per year. Negotiations will only get me laughed at, I spoke to a co-worker on a different floor who told me how AP "tried" to get her more money, but it turns out she should be happy with $57 per paycheck, which is essentially her cable bill. She's going to be gone by February. Her desk is right where her friend just left two weeks ago. Everyone's jumping ship. Good. I'll join them.



I'm sick. I get the crumbs off the cake everyone else gets to have and eat, too?



No. I don't think so.