Monday, October 30, 2006

Job Counts...

Five Reasons I LOVE My Job

5. The children at my school are so much fun. Although I don't work with them directly, I still get hugs everyday.
4. Some of my co-workers are true comedians and have me laughing all day long.
3. Depending on who calls in sick, this office can definitely be a place of peace for eight hours.
2. The check is always on time and directly deposited into my account...oh, and I have benefits. (This is important because I taught at a Muslim school for four years without these things).
1. Helping someone achieve something they really need is a wonderful feeling.

Twenty Reasons I HATE My Job

20. Folks act like my name is so hard to pronounce, so they decide to say it the way they choose, but then wonder why I don't respond when they call me AR-knee-sha, A-knee-si-ah, Selena, Saleen, Sha-leen, etc.
19. Upper Management is so pressed for folks to check their email although you ONLY hear about office news through the grapevine...like, what's the point? "We have a meeting today? Really? Thanks for telling me, Sandy, cause it definitely wasn't in my email."
18. Folks refuse to answer their phones, KNOWING it's for them!! Why the hell does someone else have to answer the phone and you KNEW it was for you....folks always want to be made to feel like they have personal secretaries in this camp.
17. Myspace is blocked for my daily entertainment.
16. The internet is so damn slow...
15. Supplies needed to do my job are not always readily available...
14. Some of my co-workers are so inconsiderate of their noise level. Just because you fell in love with Yolanda Adam's last CD doesn't mean I want to praise Jesus all day every day...nor do I feel the need to join in and/or LISTEN to your sing-a-long.
13. Thirty minute meetings last for two hours because some of my co-workers don't understand that a meeting is not the proper time and/or place to discuss your PERSONAL issues that have absolutely NOTHING to do with our job.
12. I'm not utilizing my skills to their full potential and I find myself growing lazy because of my environment.
11. This place doesn't meet my sanitary requirement level. If they keep playing, I'm calling Fox 5.
10. You have to live in fear for eight hours that some knuckle-headed kid is outside spray painting your damn car.
9. Some of my co-workers talk too damn much, all day long about absolutely nothing.
8. I'm the youngest one in my office, but you wouldn't know that through conversing with some of these chicks.
7. My manager asks me dumb ass questions as an effort to start a conversation then wonders why I look at her like she's stupid.
6. Some of the parents I work with seriously drain me simply because they refuse to do anything for themselves, they want too many handouts, and love to complain about problems they bring on themselves.
5. I work with parents who should have never been allowed to procreate...although I can't make that judgement cause I'm not Allah (swt). I'll just say their parenting skills are horrible.
4. The Director of this program is a miserable woman who wants everyone around her to be just as miserable...if she thinks I'm falling for it, she's got it twisted.
3. The time moves very slow in this place.
2. I can't bring my lunch to work because I don't trust the refrigerator or microwave.
1. Upper Management are idiots who swear they know it all...Fox 5 definitely needs to be notified.

1 Comments:

At 10:53 PM, Blogger mommamu said...

It's a means to an end. You can make it through! :)

 

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