Hello my dear friends. All of three of you.
I need to write. I need to get it off my chest because I have no idea why I am in the predicament I’m in. I’m a hard worker, and I love people. I love my job…but my job doesn’t love me.
I’m about to lose it, again.
I’ve got two months to shape up or ship out. Unfortunately, I think my boss has already set the ship to sail. Maybe I didn’t get on his good side right away. I have no idea. But the fact remains that he believes the majority of the people that work for me don’t like me. I couldn’t honestly give a shit. I’m not there to make friends. I think I have a lot to offer. I know I have a lot to offer. And I really don’t think that many people hate me. I have my eye on a couple, but a couple is not the majority.
So, in the next two months, my boss will set out to show that I can’t cut it so he can fire me. I’m about to prove him very, very wrong. If you don’t hear from me until then, you’ll know why. If you do, then you’ll be hearing a lot from me because I’ll have a lot of time on my hands again.
