My job is killing me lately. I have so many committee meetings, budget meetings, documents to create and read, policies to research. Tonight a fellow committee member decided to tell me how to do my job (which has nothing to do with the committee that was meeting).
I used to work for this person - she was on a board that hired me as the executive director for their organization. The pay was shit, the board was full of arrogant, stubborn people who had been on the board for 10+ years, but the position was a boost on my resume and it built connections that led me to my current (way better) job. Once, during a meeting at the previous job, she bopped me on the forehead with her palm after I asked if the president would be writing his own speech. Apparently this was a ridiculous question. I thought about writing a formal complaint, but instead I asked to have a meeting with her and told her that her actions were inappropriate and made me uncomfortable. She apologized profusely, and I left it at that.
She has a reputation for being a bit of a bully on the boards she serves on, but is generally a nice enough person so no one calls her on her bullshit. So tonight, she tells me that I'm not providing the services to the membership of my organization that she thinks I should be. I was caught off guard, so I didn't respond with "I didn't realize you wrote my job description - in fact, I didn't realize you were my boss either!"
I came home ready to cry. Even though what she said is stupid and irrelevant - she doesn't know what I do and my bosses are very happy with me, thank you very much - it was just the fart on top of the shit pile that the last few months have been.
Mr. Buttcheeks is in the process of interviewing for a job that would move us closer to home, and even though I don't want to get my hopes up in case it doesn't pan out, I'm clinging to the promise of leaving this town. It gets me through the worst times when I think "Sweet Jesus maybe we can just walk away from this place."
GT, be my crutch. Send all the gifs?