So I had been contemplating a rant regarding the biggest source of frustration and /headdesking in my life right now, that source being the new receptionists at work, all of whom are so incredibly stupid that I’m not certain how they manage to even get themselves here on a more or less daily basis.
But then yesterday morning I got yet another “come to Jesus” talk from my boss, because once again, those receptionists threw me under the bus for something that I didn’t actually do. And I realized that when I try to gently correct their fuck-ups, I inevitably end up being made to look like the bad guy and their boss lands on my boss who then lands on me and the whole story of what even happened has gotten to be so far from the actual events that I’m not certain how it possibly got twisted from what it was to what it sounds like it was.
Contrast that with my vindictively not telling the receptionists that they should probably think about getting some chairs moved into a conference room for the Shareholder’s meeting (they had to coordinate getting drinks and lunches for more than twice the room’s standard seating capacity, so why they thought a room that only seats ~25 wouldn’t need more chairs is lost on me), and the outcome was that they were the only ones to get yelled at for a change and the whole giving up trying to make things go more smoothly becomes a no-brainer.
I could either try to go above and beyond and be a team player only to get shit dumped on me, or I can do only my job and no more and get left alone.
Alas votes for being left the fuck alone.
But it’s strange how detached I feel now. I mean, I’ve never cared a whole lot about this job or making these assholes happy, but my work ethic has always caused me to care at least a little bit. Now there’s nothing. I’m coasting along on pure apathy and it’s actually pretty nice. Or at least, it might make this situation survivable until I can find a new job.
But in the end, I find that this newfound lack of giving a fuck has also robbed me of my ability to work up a proper rage in order to write a proper rant. At least about this.