I enjoyed this job, had hopes for this job. I have no idea where it went wrong or why I hate it. The people are great, the policies are fucked. I can't keep up and the catch phrase is "I promise it gets better." Bullshit I say, one grows numb but it doesn't get better. I sit down to focus and am interrupted with important stuff, other peoples important stuff. I can't get caught up, and I'm beyond caring about it yet I stress over it everyday. I will die young if I keep this job. I know I will. Heart attack or stroke brought on by stress. High blood pressure causing death. Something along those lines. You can quote me.
But where do I go? I feel incompetent here and under qualified elsewhere, every where. We want to have a baby and I want my wife to be as comfortable as possible and stress free so I refuse to quit. I want a baby, I want said child to have a great life, therefore I won't quit. Maybe it will get better. Maybe it won't.
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