Tuesday, June 27, 2006

So, my job...

paid good.
Other than that, was a huge headache.
They paid us to put up with their family disfunction. They fight, they curse, they throw punches, they drink, they expose themselves...what more can you say.
Come on, I grew up in a fairly disfunctional family. My father is an Alcoholic (sober 20 yrs). We were never allowed to hit, expose ourselves or belittle others. I work at the circus only they never let do my "famous" backbend.
Now, I am looking for a new job, which sucks. I am actually so relieved that I don't have to work in a place where you wonder every day who is going to explode. I have actually been told "we are fucking up the company" ("we", being all of us in the office). We listen every day to the family fighting which includes, yelling profanities and physical fighting. I have been pushed up against file cabinets and felt up, shown the grandsons freshly pierced penis and then accussed of making moves on the owners husband (who is 74+ yrs old). The only reason I stayed was...2 boys and a good pay check.
At some point you just stop caring and/or performing. It became so much drama just to go to work that I couldn't stand it. I didn't do the best job I could do, I felt like I gave exactly what they treated me like...shit.
This is the first time I can say I left a job feeling bad.
They sucked the life out of me. They are soooo crazy.

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