05 September 2007 - 8:35 a.m.

dear diary,

i've been at my new job for almost six months now. i thought things were going well, especially since i haven't had a manager for a few months.

yesterday, i met with the woman who hired me, the one who used to be my manager - the crazy, psycho fuck. i wanted to meet with her to go over some things she was supposed to be working on. the deadline is quickly approaching and i wanted to make sure everything was on track.

well, in a roundabout sort of way, she told me she wasn't doing it. then she "helped" me, telling me what i needed to do and how to do it. (this woman always tries to make things seem more complicated than they really are.)

at one point, i just kinda snapped, collected my things, closed my laptop and said, "crazy, psycho fuck (i actually said her name instead), you were supposed to do this, and now you are telling me you're not. fine, i will do this on my own. i don't work well with someone working over my shoulder."

she claimed to feel bad, yet didn't seem she felt she needed to own up to her responsibilities.

i fucking hate her.

i fucking hate where i work.

the people are weird-ass freaks.

i definitely took a step in the wrong direction when i accepted this job.

i am "working from home" today. today, "working from home" means looking for a new job.

i really doesn't take much for me to jump ship these days.

fuck going down with the ship.

cali

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