So so white.

At this point it looks like the VP slot is the only possibility for a POC.

Democrats, man.

I am in such a bad boom and part of it is that I haven't had lunch yet but part of it is also that the part of my lunch I was really looking forward to apparently did not make it to work with me so actually having lunch (as I am about to do) may not do as much to make me feel better as one would think.

Yep, that was not a very satisfying lunch.

Anyway, I'm gonna bitch about something that I know full well is not even hardly a molehill but maybe if I type out my grumpiness about it it won't take up so much brainspace. Couple months ago my boss broached the possibility of trading one of my accounts for another usier one, and I countered that I wouldn't mind taking on the busier one but I'd like to keep the one she wanted me to give away because I have working on their forecasts for a long time and by it's nature fixing forecasts takes a long time to see any pay off from. She saw the sense of that and suggested I put together a proposal of what accounts to keep and which to give to other analysts. So that was all good.

Busy season happened so we didn't discuss it again, but I did put together what I thought would work well. Today she tells me they are giving me the busier account we had talked about and moving the one I had owanted to keep because they are giving me a third account that is "not that busy" but did $5 million in revenue last year. Sigh. It'll be fine, but for a hot minute there it seemed like they were actually going to listen to me like they always say they are going to and I'm mad that no they definitely are not. Also, the consultant has given his assessment of our department and what changes he thinks we should make and I never even met him so he sure as hell didn't get my input or observe my current processes. Which is what I thought would happen, but just reinforces my feeling that they will work me like a Sr Analyst but don't actually value me as one.

Oh, hey, not feeling better. I wish the vending machine had pints of ice cream.

Timelies all!

So very tired.

-t, I only understood about half of that description (different industries, similar treatment), your overall reaction definitely felt super familiar, and I'm sorry you're dealing with corporate bullshirt. Hope that ice cream or other panacea finds you soon.

Ha, Epic! Yeah, I could explain but it would be super boring. But thanks and I hope your situation is improving and/or changing!

I got a 3 Musketeers bar but it's n ot magic. Alas.

Ha, Epic! Yeah, I could explain but it would be super boring. But thanks and I hope your situation is improving and/or changing!

Unfortunately, not much. I've gotten some help so I'm not so overwhelmed, but still taken completely for granted (except by the woman who was added to my dept [at a higher position and pay than me - don't get me started], who gets what I do and how screwed they'll be if I leave). While dealing with the drama at the house, and then my shoulder, I've pretty much back-burnered the job hunt. Now that things are more or less back where they belong in the rest of my life, I need to kick start the job search back into gear. I'm holding out faint hope for annual review time, but very much not holding my breath for things to improve.

I got a 3 Musketeers bar but it's n ot magic. Alas.

Yes, I can see where a 3 Musketeers bar, in and of itself not a bad thing, would be a bit of a letdown if you're craving a pint of Ben & Jerry's.

edited to close parenthesis - not paying to air condition the whole paragraph!

I went to Inman Oasis after work and had the community hot tub to myself for 15 minutes, so there was a very serene soak had. We still don't have hot water at home, but it's scheduled for some time this week. Then on to the next home project that will cost thousands of dollars and yet hardly change anything visible.

Oh god, Theo, that's terrible.

I'm sorry you guys are undervalued at work, -t and Epic!

I was kind of into the idea of going to my 25th college reunion, but my two best friends from college aren't going, so I guess I won't either. Oh well.