Work Hate – The Universal Language

So clearly, I struck a chord with some of you on Tuesday with my latest post in an ongoing series I have called “Memo To The C.E.O.” If you didn’t read it, you can find it here.

It struck such a chord, in fact, that it became my third most read post in the history of my blog within twelve hours of publishing it. I have a feeling, it may make it’s way to number one shortly.

First and foremost, I want to thank you all for reading and sharing and commenting. Your feedback means a lot and it’s good to know I can write something that means something to others. I appreciate that you all take time out of your days to read the weird thoughts that come out of my brain. It still surprises and delights me.

Second, y’all are clearly dissatisfied with your jobs, or have been in the past, and for that I’m truly sorry. Obviously, that post wouldn’t have resonated so much had you all not experienced something similar in your own work lives. Of course, I know a lot of you have worked at or still work at Satan’s Butthole, the target of my tirade, so you DEFINITELY understand. 

Again, I’m truly sorry.

I ended up having one of those surreal moments Tuesday morning that can’t fully be appreciated unless you’re in the situation, but I’ll try to describe it. For about a week prior, several of my Facebook friends had posted this news article talking about the “Talent Crisis” in the industry I work in. I’m not naming it, because it would be fairly easy for people to guess from there which company “Satan’s Butthole” is. It’s best if I stay vague because Satan has a lot of highly paid lawyers and I do not.

Besides, they still owe me a retirement and I don’t care if I have to live to one hundred to collect it, I will get every penny! I don’t want to jeopardize any of it by naming names.

So after about the fourth friend posted this news article on Facebook, it hit me on Monday that I should write a blog post about it. I’ve written several “Memo to the C.E.O.” posts that have been received well, so this seemed like the perfect fit. I set to work and published on Tuesday morning as I usually do.

I always check my stats when I get to work. They were climbing fast. It’s unusual for me to have more than one person at any given time reading my blog. The most I’ve ever seen is three at a time. Tuesday morning when I logged in, nine people were reading it and three had already shared on Facebook. It was eight a.m.

Ok…not quite.

It still threw me off guard, though, and then I got pulled into my boss’ office with another supervisor to put our heads together about a certain workflow we needed to work out. 

I should preface this by saying that both of them worked with me at Satan’s Butthole. In other words, they share my pain and know what fresh Hell awaited us daily there.

So my head is already reeling at how quickly my blog post has started spreading when my supervisor says something to the effect of, “We can allow X,Y,Z workflow to happen, but we won’t allow it to happen to the point that Kat gets abused.”

And I just kind of went:

He looked straight at me and said, “If they’re going to do that, they can pay you to do the job you’re doing now, plus they can pay for your X,Y,Z services.”

And then I was like:

I mean, I’m not used to being told by my supervisor that he’s not going to allow an unfair share of work to be dumped on me unless I get properly compensated for it. 

Oh, the irony. Just a few hours earlier, I had aired out my wrath at my former employer for all the world to see and my current employer was treating me like a human being. One that he appreciated. 

So, to all of my friends who are stuck in a job they hate, just know there’s still hope. In the meantime, you can always come here and get your fix of work snark. Here’s a link to my work post category page. 

Also, don’t forget to check out my Angel Who Swears At Work Collection in my shop at the link below. I’m always adding new things!

Stay weird, my friends. Normal is boring!