Pity Party

Have I mentioned lately that I HATE my job? I know that this should really just inspire me to look for something else. I am tired of being a manager and apparently, I suck at it anyhow. I think I’d like to be an independent contractor. I can do desktop publishing and small writing jobs from home. No staff, just me and the client. No stress from having to answer for other people’s mistakes.

Today, Smokey wanted to work from home because her car wouldn’t start. Go figure. I feel like she is forcing me to be a jerk by continually asking me to approve things that clearly fall outside the agreement. Ugh.