I'm fairly certain I must work in one of the most dysfunctional offices in America. I'm sure everyone must feel this way from time to time, or even agree with it on most days. Seriously though, I wonder how these people manage to find their way to work each day, when at least twice a day for the last 5 years they've not been able to figure out how to operate the exact same fax machine that's always been here. But they can and do get behind the wheel each and every day. Scary, isn't it? ...

My coworker is gone untl Monday. She is the dispatcher. I'm backup for when she goes to lunch, which is about as long as my patience lasts with some of these technicians. However, I get to be dispatcher when she's out, also. Much as I tried to prevent it, chaos reigns. I wonder sometimes what exactly can be claimed as a "work related injury"? Like what if you banged your head repeatedly against the wall? Would that be a work related injury, or would it be some sort of assault & batte...

Now, I was always taught not to make fun of how other people dress, because you never know their circumstances & that everyone dresses the best they can afford. And I do stick to this, because I've been there. I've not had much $ at times in the past & had to dress the best I could at the time - but always appropriate for whatever work environment I was in. And there is a difference in dressing the best you can on what you make, versus dressing like you have no sense in what's appropriat...

I decided to quit this stinkin job. Dr. Loev & I talked briefly about my job at my session a acouple weeks ago. I'm wondering why it took a professional to look at me & say Why aren't you using your education & working as a paralegal? I didn't have an answer. Made that light bulb come on over my head, and this time the dimmer switch wasn't on. Why the hell am I staying at this half assed company, kow-towing to the owner every time he gets a bug up his arse and decides to chew me out ...