Work != fun

2005-06-29 : 4:59 p.m.

every day i go to work...things just get worse and worse. there is just so much screwed up with why i don't like my job...man. it makes me even question my major. and i frieking love computer engineering.

so...to elaborate on why i resent my job:

1. i code. seriously...i code like all day long. and fuck. coding makes me manic depressive...especially when it's easy, pointless coding. and i also don't even know if they are going to ever use what i am coding...
2. i code. trust me, it's the top two reasons on why i dislike my job.
3. i've already done all of the interesting layout stuff involved with the testing interface that i'm using. although it hasn't been tested yet, now i'm down to the basic script creation (writing scripts to test certain software aspects). suck.
4. my boss doesn't know how to use a computer. i'm not lying either. so, we're supposed to turn in our hours into some sort of a payroll system, which is cake after you spend about 5 minutes looking at the crappy interface. then, after submitting them, your supervisor is supposed to approve them. after this, the hours go to payroll and i get paid. however...my boss doesn't know how to submit them to payroll. and i just found this out today...so...i have to fill it all out via paper...which is unreliable (because of the delivery system and the payroll dept's laziness.
5. i sit next to the nerdiest kid ever. for all you e-town readers out there, this kid is like bill harris ... but WAY nerdier and much more anti-social. so...basically, he's a big tool that fidgets with himself all day long. it doesn't help my situation any more that i am about 20 yds away from my actual working group. the people that i sit around are all from a different group...and i'm just there. 5 or 6 cubes away from my working group.
6. cubicles! wtf! where are the windows? seriously...the only windows that i know of are on doors in my building.
7. lack of physical movement required. i really need to get off my ass a lot to stay awake. going to the printer to pick up some printouts, running a memo to someone's desk, lifting random heavy things across the room. anything. just so long to keep my pulse above dying.

so...yeah, i guess i don't like my job. there are some cool things...which mostly are the people i work with. all of them rock (supervisor included). i just wish i could feel the same way about my job as i do them. but...obviously i don't.

i just hope that things get better here real soon...because the only thing keeping me going is my after-work hours. working out, cooking dinner, salsa-ing, and whatever else happens. it's all way better than that 8 to 4-ness.

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