I have been reticent to complain about my job on this blog, but at this moment, I can think of nothing else than how frustrated I am every day when I come to work.
I love my job. I am good at it. I know I am doing great things for a group of people who really need it. I have successfully secured hundreds of thousands of dollars of funding this year and increased our profile tenfold.
But my board president fills me with a pure unadulterated rage like I have never felt before.
I hate her.
Hate like flaming hot knives through the base of my scull...hate.
She is forcing me out of my job due to her evilness. She is a giant useless tit.
I give you an eerily accurate representation of the boss from hell...
I work for Mimi.
She smells like Llama poop because she owns a ranch, she NEVER says please or thank you and she just informed my co-worker that I needed to start booking travel because...really...what else was I paid to do.
She treats me like I am her indentured servant and a complete moron. She is totally condescending and from what I can tell...stupid.
I am OFFICIALLY on a job hunt.
Then...I am on a Mimi hunt....mwa ha ha ha ha.