The Sunday Sickness

You know you need a new job when you get the Sunday Sickness every Sunday evening. It's the descending weight of stress and dread that settles into your stomach because, come Monday morning, you know you'll be back. You'll be back in the chair you don't like at the desk that sucks doing the job you hate while surrounded by people who suck. The earlier the sickness starts, the worse you feel about your job. I start feeling it these days around 3:00 or 4:00 in the afternoon. I didn't used to feel it at all, it's been a gradual process.

Luckily, there are some people I work with who are very valuable, both in their work ethics and their personalities. These people are priceless gems in my day to day life. I hope I make their working lives a little easier for them as well.

There are some neutral people. You know the kind. They don't do anything that really bothers me, but I'm not all that impressed with them for any reason, either. They do just enough to not draw any attention to themselves.

Then there are those who are the absolute salt on my snail. They don't do shit and where I work, no one of any importance or any authority notices or cares. I will be writing a lot about these people, I'm sure. There will probably be a lot of profanity.