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[apocalypsos]

You know how when you get something nice and organized, you don't want anyone to touch anything? I feel that way about this room right now.

And the sad thing is, I'm screwed. Because from what I can tell, there are apparently four people doing one job, when there could be, at the most, two people. There are five racks being used to store packages when there could only be three. And there's eight bins of envelopes being used when I could get it down to, at the most, three bins.

But, no. Everybody's got to research their own stuff, and do their own updating, instead of having one person do all of it and have it actually be organized. So all the work I've been doing all day? Pretty much worthless. The calling and updating and researching I was doing at the last station? Obviously, I don't get to do any of it. So what the hell is my job here? Beats me.

Yet alas, I keep working. *sigh*

Comments

[theliel.livejournal.com]

[words of encouragement]
[witty, yet snarky comment about your ability to orginize]
[despairaging words about your co-workers]
[suggestion of enocouraging/comforting physical contact]

in other words...
you'll be fine,
it just takes awhile for the world to realize you're right
especially since the world consists of the morons you work with
*hugs*

[hereticorp.livejournal.com]

Look on the bright side, maybe they'll realize they can save money by firing the idiots and keeping you around to make things work well and smoothly.