The Dumping Ground

 I got bad news yesterday.  The Thinker will be leaving in another week.  I congratulated her and got depressed.

This was the only person I could kind of talk to at times.  I may not have always agreed but at least it was someone who was on the same wave length and had some work ethic.

That's not the same for the rest.  I know I'll be the one paying for it.  The Thinker covered one of my old areas and it's a difficult area where I made a mistake and got a big write up for it.  The difference between the Thinker and myself is that I covered two areas.  They had to have someone else because they realized it was too much for me.  I have a feeling I'll lose my current area and get pulled back.

I really wish people would keep my name out of their mouths.  The thinker even mentioned that I had covered that area hurt me. I was hoping that I would have been moved to one of our new areas for coverage and learning.  No.  I keep getting pulled back.

Do I mind this area?  No.  I may need to take some time to re-learn things and I know if I ask for help with this area nobody will listen to me.

Nothings changed as far as I'm concerned right now.  Same bullshit.  Those who speak loudest will get their way and me?  I'll probably get another write up because I was told to figure it out and I couldn't do it. 

Being set up for failure isn't fun.  

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