This morning was a shit-show, and so Monday is going to be all fucked up too. I made promises to customers based on what I was told, but that clearly aren’t going to happen. Customers want to meet with me with THEIR boss so they can chew ass and take names. I’m pretty good at dealing with this stuff, so that doesn’t worry me.
I started to write several emails to the bosses expressing my frustration but realized there was nothing they could do about it either – so deleted them. Realized that it’s Friday afternoon and ultimately this is not my problem. I’m taking off and will deal with it on Monday. This is the first job I have had in a long time where I really don’t think about it much when I’m not working. Yes, Monday’s going to suck, but it will end and then it will be Tuesday. I do not care about the job – I just do it. Period. I don’t get paid enough to actually give a shit and I’m one of the leading performers, so it’s going just fine.
It’s not my job to fix everything – honestly it’s not my job to fix much of anything, I’m just supposed to sell. So…fuck it, time to go home.