Byzantine Trajectories
These are the same old promises I’ve been making to myself since time immemorial.
The new job is in many ways a sugar treat filled with poison. On the one hand I’ve pretty much got the run of the place, with really just 1 1/2 a boss. There is no petty work to complain about, and the actual amount of business is rather low, which might bore some people but I’m never bored so I’m not bothered much. The atmosphere is altogether more congenial, and I actually like my 1 boss pretty well.
Now the contraries: My free time is lost and hasn’t really been seen since I started. I am frequently working through lunch and sometimes over an hour past the usual closing time, not to mention working weekends is no longer uncommon. And I absolutely loathe my 1/2 boss. A source of constant frustration is that I find myself in the middle of a poorly designed and at times frustratingly obstructive bureaucracy. I’ve never wanted to do any kind of paper pushing office job but this is exactly what I’ve wound up doing. Half of our workload comes from serving as a useless intermediary between those requesting and those who process the requests. God forbid we need to find out what’s going on with any past jobs; we constantly find our hands tied in the face of hydra like departments and administrative levels.
What may be worst of all is the sheer injustice of how I came to be here. The guy I replaced was actually fired for incompetency and sent back to our unit. Getting fired from this job, which lasts six months, is unheard of. Worst of all my unit has gone to Camp Fuji and will be going to K-Bay, and that worthless sack of shit gets to go in my place. And he’s not even the kind of guy that would enjoy it.
This is going to be rough until November.
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