be warned! you're in for a rant of a read:
so today i get to work on time, all is cool, then we get told to go to the meeting room. so i go, and then they announce all the people who have done well with their ca (chartered accountants) exams and those who merit listed, etc. THEN they announced the promotions which will begin 1 jan 05. some were awesome, and some i expected, but there were two which didn't make me very happy at all.. (and the news that the guy i don't know whether he is gay or straight is leaving, so that news sucked as well)
so anyway, the girl who started at the same time as i did as an assistant consultant got PROMOTED! now the thing is, we are supposed to be full time assistant consultants for two years, whilst being part time uni students, then leave for uni full time and not work for two years then come back as consultants. but no, she skipped three years of the process and here i am, the only fucking 1st year assistant consultant the group has left. Either I must fucking suck, or she is just better than anybody they have ever seen before.
fuck. fuck. fuck. I wish I could be happy for her. And for the senior consultant who got made manager today as well (the other person I was pissed off about). BUT ALAS, I cannot. I cannot sit still and congratulate someone who says to me (when I go to uni the three days following the news of my mothers' death when I don't have to be there OR at work):
"Hi, Haley."
*turns around in front part of lecture theatre when most people have left to face Lisa* "Hi." *turns back around*
"So, you're not going to be at work this week?"
*turns around* "No." *turns back*
"Okay, good!"
Now what the fuck kind of conversation is that? She's never had another job (i don't think), or a boyfriend, she works her arse off at uni, she listens to classical music only, and she has NO friends OR social life except with family. FUCK. why do these people always go far? Am I so fucking shit that I can't do well at work, uni, socialising AND sexing people?
IS IT THAT HARD TO BE HAPPY?
Grrrr! Angry Haley.
* * *
BREATHE.
So I didn't congratulate a single person. Why? Because I am an envious, jealous bitch who has had experience in other fields and doesn't take shit from anyone and who doesn't even know where she wants to head with her career if not in accounting.
I JUST WANT THINGS TO IMPROVE.
* * *
(There is a silver lining.)
So as I am having money issues at the moment and I feel the need to be less dependant on my dad who paid for my mum's funeral out of the good of his heart (they were divorced for 4 years or so), I have decided to get approval from the partner in my section at work to get a second job.
He said yes, after a little convincing (I feel, anyway) and so I have been looking a little earlier than I said I would (when I get back from Fiji for NYE).
I emailed my resume to about 6 or 7 places yesterday, but no responses yet, so i looked on a different job-seeking site today and randomly called up a seafood (fish and chip) shop that's just down the street just to see if they were the ones who weren't answering the phone of the the advertised number. and they were, so i told them i would come and meet them tonight.
so i went there after work, on my way to the gym and waited half an hour. but dinner time had already started rolling in, so i left and told them i would come back at close (9pm).
driving to the gym, i noticed a sign to my right at a little restaurant that gets a SHITLOAD of business. Waitress wanted. Fuck yeah! So i did a massive u-ey and ran a red light to go back after hesitating the first time. (I was already in my suit, after all).
I just walked in, introduced myself told the owner/chef what I have done and when I am available, where i live and that I will get my RSA if he wants me to. He said 'perfect' a few times and i smiled and said 'see you at 6 on saturday' (for my paid trial).
then the gym, i went NUTS and sweat my tits off, then franklins, then home to get ready for 9pm interview. (who on earth has an interview at this time?!)
anywho, spoke to mikey up in newcastle, walked in to the fishie and chippy shop, waited a little, then got me another trial 12-4 on saturday.
* * *
HAPPY?
hmmm.. so there you have it.. my very bad then amazingly good day!
wish me luck in the trial department. I want a job or two out of this!
: )
don't hate me for being real.
peace out, yo!
so today i get to work on time, all is cool, then we get told to go to the meeting room. so i go, and then they announce all the people who have done well with their ca (chartered accountants) exams and those who merit listed, etc. THEN they announced the promotions which will begin 1 jan 05. some were awesome, and some i expected, but there were two which didn't make me very happy at all.. (and the news that the guy i don't know whether he is gay or straight is leaving, so that news sucked as well)
so anyway, the girl who started at the same time as i did as an assistant consultant got PROMOTED! now the thing is, we are supposed to be full time assistant consultants for two years, whilst being part time uni students, then leave for uni full time and not work for two years then come back as consultants. but no, she skipped three years of the process and here i am, the only fucking 1st year assistant consultant the group has left. Either I must fucking suck, or she is just better than anybody they have ever seen before.
fuck. fuck. fuck. I wish I could be happy for her. And for the senior consultant who got made manager today as well (the other person I was pissed off about). BUT ALAS, I cannot. I cannot sit still and congratulate someone who says to me (when I go to uni the three days following the news of my mothers' death when I don't have to be there OR at work):
"Hi, Haley."
*turns around in front part of lecture theatre when most people have left to face Lisa* "Hi." *turns back around*
"So, you're not going to be at work this week?"
*turns around* "No." *turns back*
"Okay, good!"
Now what the fuck kind of conversation is that? She's never had another job (i don't think), or a boyfriend, she works her arse off at uni, she listens to classical music only, and she has NO friends OR social life except with family. FUCK. why do these people always go far? Am I so fucking shit that I can't do well at work, uni, socialising AND sexing people?
IS IT THAT HARD TO BE HAPPY?
Grrrr! Angry Haley.
* * *
BREATHE.
So I didn't congratulate a single person. Why? Because I am an envious, jealous bitch who has had experience in other fields and doesn't take shit from anyone and who doesn't even know where she wants to head with her career if not in accounting.
I JUST WANT THINGS TO IMPROVE.
* * *
(There is a silver lining.)
So as I am having money issues at the moment and I feel the need to be less dependant on my dad who paid for my mum's funeral out of the good of his heart (they were divorced for 4 years or so), I have decided to get approval from the partner in my section at work to get a second job.
He said yes, after a little convincing (I feel, anyway) and so I have been looking a little earlier than I said I would (when I get back from Fiji for NYE).
I emailed my resume to about 6 or 7 places yesterday, but no responses yet, so i looked on a different job-seeking site today and randomly called up a seafood (fish and chip) shop that's just down the street just to see if they were the ones who weren't answering the phone of the the advertised number. and they were, so i told them i would come and meet them tonight.
so i went there after work, on my way to the gym and waited half an hour. but dinner time had already started rolling in, so i left and told them i would come back at close (9pm).
driving to the gym, i noticed a sign to my right at a little restaurant that gets a SHITLOAD of business. Waitress wanted. Fuck yeah! So i did a massive u-ey and ran a red light to go back after hesitating the first time. (I was already in my suit, after all).
I just walked in, introduced myself told the owner/chef what I have done and when I am available, where i live and that I will get my RSA if he wants me to. He said 'perfect' a few times and i smiled and said 'see you at 6 on saturday' (for my paid trial).
then the gym, i went NUTS and sweat my tits off, then franklins, then home to get ready for 9pm interview. (who on earth has an interview at this time?!)
anywho, spoke to mikey up in newcastle, walked in to the fishie and chippy shop, waited a little, then got me another trial 12-4 on saturday.
* * *
HAPPY?
hmmm.. so there you have it.. my very bad then amazingly good day!
wish me luck in the trial department. I want a job or two out of this!
: )
don't hate me for being real.
peace out, yo!
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
For real I don't hate you, I hope shit works out for you pretty girl.
The downs have too riden out. the hi's have to be rideen for as long as possible. .
I would not promote somene that had enough on there plate allready......
There saving you until better times.
Do your best.
love and embrace...
Big hugs slobbers and kissies
The nutter