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I really have felt kinda bad lately, because I feel as if I’ve sorta ignored the board, and that’s really not my intention. I wanted to give you guys an update so you don’t think I just hate it here or something. I thought about recording a mini-show about this, but the truth is, I just haven’t felt up to it. I know that my shows aren’t the most interesting, but one thing I can’t stand is whining.
Anyway, so I guess things started getting bad in February. Without going into too much detail, my employer is a field marketing company and I work at the corporate office. We have many different clients, and I worked with one of the original clients. The kind of work I do is necessary work, and I am fairly good at it, but I hate it.
I’ve been there three years now, so why am I still there? Truth is, I was comfortable. As bad as it ever was, it wasn’t so bad that I really dreaded going in to work. I had cemented myself on my program as sort of a guru of my domain, as it were.
Well, in February, I was told that I was going to be laid off. Okay, great, I thought, this will force me to get another job. Then they came back the following week and said, no, we were a little premature with that decision, and we were told that our current positions would be safe through the end of the year. I wasn’t so sure, because visiting our client’s website, I found a stockholder’s update that made me think that things weren’t as good as we had been told. Further, as part of my job, I was putting sales data together, and they were on a steady decline. At the end of May, I was told again that I would be laid off. I had two choices – I could leave, my final day would be June 24, and I would be given a severance package. Or, I could work on another program on a temporary basis to fill in for this girl who was about to have a baby. Once she got back, I would be laid off (somewhere around the end of September), unless I had found something else permanent between now and then. Naturally, I thought that it was sensible to keep money coming in as long as I could. So I started with the other program on June 13.
There was just one small problem – this other program SUCKS!
Right now, there’s 4 of us. If I compared the workload on this program to the one I was on before, we would need at least three more people – that’s how much work there is to do! And there’s no manager to act as a goalie of sorts between us and the client managers – of which there’s three. So, we’re getting emails all day, from three different sources, and EVERYTHING is a priority, so you’re constantly bombarded, you never feel like you’ve completed anything. On top of that, I’m doing shit I’ve never done before, so I don’t feel like I know what I’m doing, there’s no time to train with anyone, and I don’t really feel like I’m part of the group because my time there is limited, so there are times when I want to ask questions, but even that is uncomfortable because everyone’s so fucking busy.
I have never felt so trapped in my life. I was told last week that they wanted to now keep me until the end of October, so I have 11 weeks to go. I feel like I’m counting down a prison sentence.
Now, I’ve had jobs that I don’t like, but every time there was someone to hate or something to blame for me being unhappy. Here, I feel like I’ve brought it on myself, and of course, I can’t just quit or I would lose my severance and possibility for getting on unemployment. I have to psyche myself up just to walk in the damn door.
So, why can’t I just find a new job? Well, that’s where it really gets shitty.
I can’t think of one fucking thing I want to do.
Now Bryan is trying to help me find something, but it’s far from a sure thing. I just know that I need to get the hell out of where I am, because I sorta feel like Wesley getting my soul sucked out one year at a time, and of course, this is for posterity, so I’ve got to be honest.
So there you go. Sorry this was so long, but hopefully now you understand a bit.
i’m not good at advice so i’ll just leave this pic. i call him Mr. Pudding.
My essence still senses Bucho's women.
Damnations Robby, that’s a huge bummer.
I have no idea how to go about remedying the job situation but have you considered taking up some stimulating extracurricular activity to at least have something to look forward to each day until you can secure a release that doesn’t do you any damage? Like sketch or improv classes or some classes at a kickboxing gym or something? Even something frivilous like smashing golf balls at a driving range, while it’s not as wholly fulfilling as acting or learning a martial art, can give you an easy blow-off valve for when even jacking off gets boring.
It’s ridiculous that you’re not a superstar comedic actor loved by millions like Simon Pegg or Ryan Reynolds or that talking car from that kids movie about cars. On the other hand hitting things and getting a physical high is awesome relief for stress and frustrations. It doesn’t matter if you’ve never done it before, and it might hurt for the first week or so, just go in there (either one) with a humble, hungry attitude and the combination of brain and physical stimulation you can get from each should help keep you sane and make the 11 weeks fly by faster.
Even the simple act of taking control in these kinds of ways – of making the choice – might help mitigate the feeling of helplessness and lack of agency you feel at work.
Or to put it another way, what would Ryan Reynolds do?
- Women sense my power and they seek the life essence.
First off, thanks, Lark, that pic made me smile. Looks like the dog is enjoying himself.
Oh, Bucho, if you only knew. Funny though, that’s the same advice the wife had. Maybe it would be a good idea to do some exercise, but I’m sorta lazy. The good news though, is the wife bought the new UFC workout thing for the Kinect, and I keep forgetting we have it. I get all pumped up when fights are on, and I typically am punching and kicking and shit when I get out of the chair. Maybe I should just do that.
And you know, reading my post over again, I sort of discount the help that Bryan’s trying to give me – and I don’t mean that at all. I think that has more to do with my own feeling of being beat-down, and it’s really hard to see any sort of light at the end of the tunnel until something actually happens. I try to be stoic about these sort of things for the most part, but I think deep down I’m more of a pessimist when it comes to this stuff.
Something else that’s sorta related – did I ever say on a show how much I hate money? And I mean, the way that it makes us constantly in search of more. Job-wise, my favorite jobs have always been the ones where I didn’t make shit. Now, I’m not saying that I don’t enjoy what my wife and I bring in, I just don’t think that it’s always worth it. I hate the system of classes that money puts us in, I hate that we have to do things we hate to get more of it – it just sucks. I don’t think we were meant to be sitting in cubicles a third of our day, is my point.
I recently heard Rick Perry say he helped to get a bunch of jobs into Texas. If that’s true, I hope one of them finds its way to you.
So, let’s help Rob figure out what he really wants to do. Rob, what do you enjoy doing more than anything? Now put that idea aside, because you really can’t get paid for just watching women. Unless you’re Bucho. When he drags out his porta-boulder, climbs atop it, and croons his siren song, women come from as far away as the mythical land of Australia to throw money at him.
More than anything, I’ve seen you be passionate about movies. Is there some way you could channel that? Write movie reviews for the local paper? Start your own review website? Or how about start your own review website? While you’re thinking about that, you may want to consider starting your own review website. I happen to know that you know someone that might know something about designing websites.
In the mean-time, why not grab some job you’ll actually enjoy, even if it won’t bring in enough money at first. It’s better then not bringing in any money at all, and you can do that while you’re trying to figure out a more solid direction to go in. Go work at Blockbuster again, or something like that.
@rob 47486 wrote:
Oh, Bucho, if you only knew.
Well shit brother, I’ve been listening to you for 6 years now, of course I know you feel lazy and you smoke and you eat tons of crap. I feel lazy and like eating crap too, but it just feels better mentally and emotionally when I kick out the jams physically a couple times a week. That’s where the taking control thing comes in. You feel trapped at work and physically you’re in a rut. One of these things is completely within your control to boot in the ass and make things better.
Look, I know you hug on tight to good ol’ Bill Hicks’ nuts and maybe you hold to the rebellious side of abusing your body but plenty of funny peeps get their shit together and stay funny. Look at old Al Bundy, a black belt in BJJ, didn’t start till he was in his 50s. Look at Rogan, TKD black belt, purple or something in BJJ. Still very entertaining guys.
Fuck, look at Louis CK, probably the most impressive comedy renaissance man motherfucker of the last thirty years … dude got his shit together in a boxing gym to the point he was hanging out and travelling on his comedy tours with Micky Ward.
I’m just saying, I know it seems like a pain in the ass to have to move your ass because you’re fucked by inertia. I’m not saying never blob out on the couch playing with Grand Theft Auto or your balls either. It’s just that, as a doctor and a scientist, I know that if you get physical two or three times a week – especially if it involves hitting things – endorphins course through your bloodstream and it feels awesome and meanwhile your self-esteem gets a nice kick up a notch or two too.
And anyway, ignore all that shit if you want, I’m only saying it because I love you and I want you to live long enough to see flying cars. What I really want to know is what about those improv or sketch classes? You belong in front of an audience – be it live or through a camera.
- Women sense my power and they seek the life essence.
@rob 47486 wrote:
I hate the system of classes that money puts us in, I hate that we have to do things we hate to get more of it – it just sucks. I don’t think we were meant to be sitting in cubicles a third of our day, is my point.
preach it brother.
this is completely off-topic but for some reason you saying this reminds me of a documentary i just watched on Maynard James Keenan. i had no idea he makes wine from his own vineyards that he actually gets in the dirt to tend.
My essence still senses Bucho's women.
now that i think about it, it wasn’t really off-topic. i think it was just my way of saying that i hope you find your “wine”.
but in a non-homosexual way. not that you would immediately find that statement homoerotic but in the off chance that you thought i was trying to have sex with you (which i’m not). not that you aren’t a perfectly viable sexual partner (which isn’t to imply that i’ve intentionally noticed – in a homo- or non-homosexual way – one way or the other as to your obvious sexual prowess). you dig? i just didn’t want you to misunderstand what i was saying.
My essence still senses Bucho's women.
Rob I don’t have any advice to give so the only thing I can really say is that I hope you find something that gets you out of this rut. And hey, worst case you grow a big mustache and star in your own 80s style porn…you know that doesn’t sound too bad…
Hey Robby, sorry I went all sarge back there. Of course it’s stuff you already know and it’s not helpful to have some loud foreign fuckknuckle holler it at you all over again when all you really wanted to do was get some stuff off your chest and let us know you didn’t forget us. I know hitting things isn’t the answer for everybody and probably neither is jumping into the creative performing arts.
What I really should have said was to buy a lotto ticket. Then it’s work shmork and all your problems just drop away. You can even come to NZ during the height of the Texas summer to fuck off out of all that sweaty, melty heat you detest so much. Yep … lotto solves everything. Or at least that’s what my school guidance councellor told me.
- Women sense my power and they seek the life essence.
I was also told I had a strong aptitude toward Lotto Winner as a career path, but it’s been hard to get my foot in the door.
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