Collapse
Spare me from this hell coz I really do not want to work anymore. I hate answering phone calls that keeps coming in. Phone calls that do not matter to me. I hate explaining things over and over again. Things that has been explained to death. Spare me from this hell please. I hate having my holidays disturbed just coz they want something that is not urgent. I hate having my family and friends disturbed just coz the things they want, I have no obligation to answer. I have no one to turn to today. Not even a person who I can turn to, to vent my fustrations, pour my emotions. Not a person till 6 days later. I'm collapsing. There's nothing to hold on to. And perhaps, just let me collapse. I'm sick of being the one to do everything again and again and again. I'm tired of being the one and only programmer. The one who has to come up with ideas, designs, analysis, codes, solutions, deal with stupid users, training, explanation to who? The boss and the users and of course, his lousy stupid wife who is of coz oh so smart. All these, while my boss sits back and pushes me to die. I'm tired of attending meetings that has no meaning. I'm tired of having to handle every single thing by myself. I'm tired of being asked about every single thing, be it mine, or others, past, present and future. Things that were done by me, by others and the others before them. With no one to refer to, no one to teach me and plenty of others to ask and bug me for explanation. Tell me my job scope again and leave me to it. Convince me the boss who employed me again is him not her. Explain to me why I should be doing others' work on top of my own? I'm really tired. I'm no longer a survivor. I can't survive anymore. There's only 1 of me. I have a pair of arms, legs and 1 brain. Leave me alone and let me be. I do not want to come to work anymore. I'm tired. Dead tired.
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