Friday, November 16, 2007

OMG, My Job Sucked Today

I hated my job today. It was that d*mn Murphy at his BEST!!!!!!! If it could break it did, if it could go down it did, if it could go sllllllllllow it did. I work as a software trainer, so my entire job depends on the undependable computer. I also work in the IT department and know virtually nothing about what most people think IT is... working on computers... yea I don't know that stuff. I train on software KEY WORD. So anyway, by 10:30 AM I had spent upwards towards 2 hours on the phone with our IT guys. It sucked a**. Both tablets were needed and had various things wrong, ALL unrelated!!!!! Just how does that happen all at once! I was about in tears and ready to jump out of the 2nd floor window... but I figured I wasn't high up enough to do any serious damage so why waste the effort, ya know.

So, I am thinking after this disastrous day, my husband (aka the a**hole) who is a Network Administrator and has to deal with all the stuff I don't know how to do (all the hardware and main computer stuff) would have some sympathy for me and be a great shoulder to cry on. Since he has sh*t break ALL the friggin' time and has to jump at a moment's notice (much like our IT guys had to do today for me) and fix stuff that is broke... all day everyday he does this and I ALWAYS listen diligently to his horror stories and oh and ah in the appropriate places. OH NO MORE MY FRIEND. Not after this comment tonight. Well, actually I don't remember his exact comment but it went something like... blah blah blah don't need to cry blah blah blah tough skin blah blah blah shouldn't let it get to you blah blah blah. Yep, something along those lines. I am PO'd. For one, I always listen to him (seriously, at least twice a week) and I am always on his side and always am sympathetic (even if he's being neurotic, which does happen sometimes). For two, I hardly ever come home and 'talk shop' with him. As in I have been doing this particular project for 7 months and I have talked about my job TWICE (including this incident and one other when we had a super serious server crash and our IT guys worked around the clock for 48 hours and I knew he would appreciate the story...which he did). So, it's not like I wahh waaaahhhh every night to him.

GRRRRRRRRRRRR, I am daydreaming of one way tickets to Tahiti again. Not good, not good at all.


Kellan said...

I'm sorry you had such a bad day, but the blah, blah, blah part was funny (sorry)! I. Want. To. Go. To. Tahiti. Too!!! See ya.

Stacie said...

oh that is not nice, grrrr. Well you know your answer to his whine next time ;)

Jennifer said...

I am sorry your husband was being... well a man. Have you tried a cast iron skillet - see if the persuasive abilities that it posseses might help you? Or you could do what my dear sweet grandmother did to my grandfather one day when he really got on her nerves. She threw rocks at him. (and I swear if you were to meet my grandparents this would SUPRISE you to no end), and my grandfather pretty much does what he is supposed to do, LOL.
Tahiti - *sigh* that sounds nice. Anyplace peaceful, warm and smells like coconut oil sounds nice right now.

Valarie said...

Tahiti, huh? That sounds fun.
Sorry you had such a rough day. Men just aren't that great when it comes to listening. That's what a blog is for. :)

Cecily R said...

Sorry about your hubby being a guy. Boo! And about your crappy work day. Boo again.

Can I come to Tahiti with you?

Rick said...

I hope now it's a day that you can look back on and laugh because I thought your post was funny. (I'm not an lol kind of guy, but I was smiling while reading). I'm glad you didn't jump and glad you don't work in a taller building. We guys don't know how to listen sometimes. My wife doesn't want my advice as much as she just wants my ear and my sympathy, but men (generally) try to fix the problem and it comes out sounding like we don't care. That's my take on it at least.