"You know what? I fucking quit."
I have to be very careful about the way I write about the events that have occurred in the last 48 hours....
I had a really fabulous job up until a few months ago. I worked with some amazing people, my best friend, and we all meshed well and the business was moving along... slowly but surely. Everything was great and everyone was happy. Well a few months ago some changes were made to the company, bringing on people who have never worked in the industry but had full wallets to fund us. Seemed like a great idea at the time because we really needed more funding!
They couldn't have made a bigger mistake.
From that point on, things have gone waaaaaay down hill. No one can seem to focus on WORK because there are so many other important things to talk about all day like old people going to Spring Break and boob jobs to make husbands love their wives more. You know, super important topics. Not only did I feel threatened there, but I was beyond aggravated that nothing seemed to be getting done. <<On top of that, there were discussions that made me incredibly uncomfortable as well as some racial stuff that hurt me quite frequently>> Bottom line: loans weren't closing and there was a reason for that that did not involve me or anything I was supposed to do.
And I'm not the only one who is bothered by this. My best friend is still there, hopefully finally taking the reins and getting these people and the business in order. [And I genuinely wish her all the luck in the world, because I love her and want her to do well]
Well, all of this frustration had been building up for the last few weeks and finally, I bailed. On Wednesday...
There was an altercation between between myself and one of the newer people with the full wallet. I expressed a frustration to her in a calm and kind tone about how she seems to walk away from my desk daily with my pens (that I purchase myself, btw). She decided to laugh in my face and tell me to "Get the fuck over it, bitch" (after we went back and forth for a minute or 2).
..............................................................................
Remember how a few blogs ago I wrote about how I have no filter?
Well, I must have found it because the stuff that came out of my mouth was no where close to what needed to be said and what should have been said. But wasn't. Damn filter. NOW you decide to assist me.
What ended up happening is me saying, "You know what? I fucking quit." and writing a letter there on the spot explaining why I was leaving and listing the loans that they have to pay me for. I packed all my shit in a garbage bag, took a bunch of check lists and letter templates that I had written for them but had not yet submitted, and peaced the fuck out!
Am I scared? Fuck yeah! I have to find another job now and that really sucks.
But I am ecstatic that I am out of such a toxic environment.
Because my man knew about everything that was going on there and the things that were being said on a daily basis, he is supporting me 100% and that feels amazing.
I was terrified to tell my mom about it all because I didn't want her to be mad that I quit my job. But, last night, I called her up and broke down the ENTIRE story, not leaving anything about about the way things were done there and the way things went down. She cried and told me she was proud of me for standing up for myself and they things I believe in.
Anyways, I've been really tore up the last couple days just because there are so many other things I wish I had said in the moment it was all going down. And there are a lot of things I could do to fuck things up for them... but I won't. I'll be the bigger person. But let's just say there's a phone number I'm not getting rid of until I get every single last one of my paychecks.
THEN, Bradley had invited me to San Fran with her this weekend to blow off some steam. They're doing some massive Cali girl SG shoot and I was just going to tag along, stay out of everyone's way, and just have fun and be a part of something for just a fucking day! Buuuuut staff said no and that I could only go to the party. But I'm not driving 2 1/2 hours, all alone, into the city, for like 2 hours to party with a bunch of people that don't know me, and then drive home in the middle of the night... So there goes my fucking weekend of cheer ups. Anyways, Bradley seemed bummed I couldn't go but I haven't really talked to her since so yeah... She'll have fun though! And I'm happy for her.
Dino, who I was really excited to meet, texted me and we're all hopefully gonna get together for dinner sometime soon. SO that'll be a blast! I wish it was like now. haha
So, that's the very very generic version of what happened.
And they can kiss my
LOL
Alright, well, I've typed about all I can handle right now! I'm sure there will be fun blogs coming soon so stay tuned friends!
In the mean time....
Tumblr -I've really only been posting pics here lately, but I plan on writing much much more
Twit-ilate me
Formspring -Ask me anything. And I mean anything.
You could toooooootally go love some more on Unsummer if you wanted!
Or, watch me smoke naked in the little mini un-submitted set Kinky Reggae just for fun
alright! Peace for now!
xo Trekka
I have to be very careful about the way I write about the events that have occurred in the last 48 hours....
I had a really fabulous job up until a few months ago. I worked with some amazing people, my best friend, and we all meshed well and the business was moving along... slowly but surely. Everything was great and everyone was happy. Well a few months ago some changes were made to the company, bringing on people who have never worked in the industry but had full wallets to fund us. Seemed like a great idea at the time because we really needed more funding!
They couldn't have made a bigger mistake.
From that point on, things have gone waaaaaay down hill. No one can seem to focus on WORK because there are so many other important things to talk about all day like old people going to Spring Break and boob jobs to make husbands love their wives more. You know, super important topics. Not only did I feel threatened there, but I was beyond aggravated that nothing seemed to be getting done. <<On top of that, there were discussions that made me incredibly uncomfortable as well as some racial stuff that hurt me quite frequently>> Bottom line: loans weren't closing and there was a reason for that that did not involve me or anything I was supposed to do.
And I'm not the only one who is bothered by this. My best friend is still there, hopefully finally taking the reins and getting these people and the business in order. [And I genuinely wish her all the luck in the world, because I love her and want her to do well]
Well, all of this frustration had been building up for the last few weeks and finally, I bailed. On Wednesday...
There was an altercation between between myself and one of the newer people with the full wallet. I expressed a frustration to her in a calm and kind tone about how she seems to walk away from my desk daily with my pens (that I purchase myself, btw). She decided to laugh in my face and tell me to "Get the fuck over it, bitch" (after we went back and forth for a minute or 2).
..............................................................................
Remember how a few blogs ago I wrote about how I have no filter?
Well, I must have found it because the stuff that came out of my mouth was no where close to what needed to be said and what should have been said. But wasn't. Damn filter. NOW you decide to assist me.
What ended up happening is me saying, "You know what? I fucking quit." and writing a letter there on the spot explaining why I was leaving and listing the loans that they have to pay me for. I packed all my shit in a garbage bag, took a bunch of check lists and letter templates that I had written for them but had not yet submitted, and peaced the fuck out!
Am I scared? Fuck yeah! I have to find another job now and that really sucks.
But I am ecstatic that I am out of such a toxic environment.
Because my man knew about everything that was going on there and the things that were being said on a daily basis, he is supporting me 100% and that feels amazing.
I was terrified to tell my mom about it all because I didn't want her to be mad that I quit my job. But, last night, I called her up and broke down the ENTIRE story, not leaving anything about about the way things were done there and the way things went down. She cried and told me she was proud of me for standing up for myself and they things I believe in.
Anyways, I've been really tore up the last couple days just because there are so many other things I wish I had said in the moment it was all going down. And there are a lot of things I could do to fuck things up for them... but I won't. I'll be the bigger person. But let's just say there's a phone number I'm not getting rid of until I get every single last one of my paychecks.
THEN, Bradley had invited me to San Fran with her this weekend to blow off some steam. They're doing some massive Cali girl SG shoot and I was just going to tag along, stay out of everyone's way, and just have fun and be a part of something for just a fucking day! Buuuuut staff said no and that I could only go to the party. But I'm not driving 2 1/2 hours, all alone, into the city, for like 2 hours to party with a bunch of people that don't know me, and then drive home in the middle of the night... So there goes my fucking weekend of cheer ups. Anyways, Bradley seemed bummed I couldn't go but I haven't really talked to her since so yeah... She'll have fun though! And I'm happy for her.
Dino, who I was really excited to meet, texted me and we're all hopefully gonna get together for dinner sometime soon. SO that'll be a blast! I wish it was like now. haha
So, that's the very very generic version of what happened.
And they can kiss my
LOL
Alright, well, I've typed about all I can handle right now! I'm sure there will be fun blogs coming soon so stay tuned friends!
In the mean time....
Tumblr -I've really only been posting pics here lately, but I plan on writing much much more
Twit-ilate me
Formspring -Ask me anything. And I mean anything.
You could toooooootally go love some more on Unsummer if you wanted!
Or, watch me smoke naked in the little mini un-submitted set Kinky Reggae just for fun
alright! Peace for now!
xo Trekka
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yeah, it was super fun!
undies huh? that means you're unspoilering the bottom pics!
LOL
i think i got those undies at H&M when i was in England last year.