Title says it all. My performance review was originally set for early January but the past weeks it has been postponed several times. I have severe anxiety over my performance reviews ever since I was laid off in another job in 2018 and after 5 weeks of this its starting to give me physical sickness. I was raised in an authoritative house where failure isn’t an option and so the smallest amount of failure sends me into a severe depression. I’ve had mental breakdowns for being asked to leave a baseball gift shop because I loosely tossed a ball inside it when I was 10. Back to my review being postponed. Originally it was postponed because we got a new VP so he wanted to see/review everything. Sure fine. Then it was postponed another week. Unknown reason. Then postponed 2 weeks. Unknown reason. Then postponed a week because my manager…
Author: Olivia
An interesting read that essentially says that CEOs have been sitting back & doing nothing for the past 2 years, watching profits sore, planning on life returning to normal. But the Great Reshuffling and resistance of “return to work” has them realizing that business models need to change, and now they don't know what to do. Boo-fucking-hoo. https://www.axios.com/ceos-worried-job-security-2022-6663d8a7-c42e-48a3-b4a8-ce6f88e7b13b.html
There are alot of problems in our society, like with the housing market, food, rent and more. We can not solve theese problems by ourselves and protesting has shown that it doesnt help. Theese problems cannot be solved and wont be, and inflation just keeps rising and making things worse and worse. So in the end of the day you just want to become rich enough so that theese problems and other problems in society wont apply to you anymore. I feel like this is a harsch reality and with more and more people becoming wealthy this is something alot aspire to. Sadly we cant all be rich, and therefor have to deal with the problems. Theese are just my thoughts and feeling.
A rant I don’t know where else to throw into the universe. I can’t do it anymore. I can’t go to bed every night wondering if I’ll be good enough for my client and bosses anymore. I can’t get praised and a good annual review on Friday just to be treated like I don’t know what I’ve been doing for the past ten years the following Tuesday. I can’t spend my days “off” dreading and counting the hours until I have to be on for them again. I had to up my antidepressants three months ago, I have an ulcer now, I’m constantly tired and on edge. Fuck this shit. Fuck it all into the deepest of the depths of hell.
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