I’m a Friday optimist and today is Friday, so why am I depressed?
Because I work for a company that makes Fridays suck as bad as bad Mondays.
I used to work at places where Fridays were a little less intense. I work hard every day, but Fridays usually have less pressure.
Not here.
At this corporate hellscape where the systems and processes are ancient and cumbersome, Fridays aren’t good.
One big push before the weekend? Why the fuck would I do that? This isn’t childbirth.
I don’t hate Gainesville. It’s a nice place, even though the drive from my house is annoying. But this particular workplace is lame.
I’m going to get a better position at a better place as soon as possible. I won’t give up until I have something better.
I want to like Fridays again.