Sometimes I get frustrated at work. But mostly I get frustrated with the writing part of it, and how I write things the way that I’m told too. This new script I’m working on is supposed to be "fun", but nothing about the concept is fun, and last time I used "fun" with this program it was completely rejected. So I wrote a straightforward script, and it’s not fun enough. Last time it was too much fun. So I guess that I’ll be taking it home this weekend, because my boss said, "Lindsay, I don’t know what to tell you. You’ll just have to add something in there." That was the kicker.

Lets add rewriting it onto the other million things I have to do that are my first priority, because everything is priority right now. Make sure we all stress out about all this work that we have, that we force ourselves to handle because we don’t want to get fired, so we put up with it anyway.

It seems that I am the only person who speaks up about this sometimes. And it’s not so much complaining, as I don’t understand why things are this way. There was an article on Bankrate that talked about corporate politics, and it said this:

"Young workers may have certain expectations that the adult work world is a place of logical, unbiased
decisions, with an ultimate concern for the bottom dollar
or the customer. In reality, the workplace is not that
different from the petty clique-ishness of high school–with the addition of two more layers of complexity,
Lichtenberg says. At work, you’re dealing with real
money and people who have the power to fire you."

I guess that I thought that things should be logical, but they’re not. Once again, the real world is just like high school. At least I’ve found my niche here sorta.