someone saying that they’ve missed you
or that they appreciate you
or that something reminded them of you
basically someone making you feel that they’ve thought of you and that you being around means something to them
no but women are so badass okay
because there will inevitably come a point in every woman’s life where she wakes up in a pool of her own blood and her reaction will be dammit now i have to do laundry
that is some suave superhero shit and you won’t ever be able to convince me otherwise
my two great loves:
biking and the beatles
He can’t drown two ghost writers, for God’s sake. You’re not kittens.
i wish there was a book that was filled with the first impressions of every single person i’ve ever spoken to because i’d really like to just sit down and read what everyone thought of me
i’ve come to the conclusion that if my “raise” at work is 3%, as my boss claims it is, i’m going to go to the guy in charge of my department and tell him that i feel i need more money, and if i am told i cannot get it, i’m going to start looking for a new job.
i find it absolutely ridiculous that they feel they can keep me satisfied with a measly 3% raise when i was told in december (shortly after i graduated- with a college degree, mind you) that i was an invaluable worker and that people with my aptitude and ambition are rare and due to these things they would be willing to do whatever they could to keep me for as long as they could because they valued my work ethic so much. This was including telling me that they would try to find me another position at my work should i tire of custodial work.
so essentially they tell me how great i am, but then apparently i’m only worth three fucking percent? that factors out to a $.30 raise. THIRTY CENTS. that I likely won’t ever even see because it shall be taken out of taxes (which, by the way, fucking REAM me; nearly $150 gets taken out of every paycheck, and i do not make that much). if i’m truly that valuable and irreplaceable, my pay needs to reflect my worth.
if i do end up having to leave, it will hurt them. really, really badly. so insanely badly that i don’t know how they could recover. i put in a lot at work and i feel that often all that work gets overlooked. i am put in charge of a building that should anything happen, it’s my problem. it is up to me to remedy the solution. and i work for a very prestigious recital/concert hall, so it’s not like it’s any old place either. i shoulder lots of responsibility whilst at work, and many to most of the things expected of me are not in my job description. for example, i run shows quite often as well as hire and train student workers. neither of which are in my job description.
the guy i work with, who has the same job title as i, gets paid the same wage for doing a fraction of what is required of me. yes, he still works as hard, but i have so much more responsibility, and my wage has definitely not been adjusted to reflect such responsibility.
i’m staying there because i do love it there, so it will be a shame if i have to leave. i love the people i work with and i do love the work i do. i also like that my work is affiliated with the university, meaning that i can earn college credit hours for when i go back for my masters degree.
but in all reality? i graduated college with three majors and i am a custodian. i crave intellectual stimulation, and obviously i do not receive any stimulation of the sort from a custodial job. i am barely required to use my brain whilst working. i usually listen to my music and let my mind wander, which i find relaxing, but honestly i need to do something that requires me to think.
i just hope that i have the courage to sternly march into my boss’s office and demand a raise. he respects me, and honestly i am his favorite, so he’ll be fair, but in the event that i do not get what i want, i will walk away, and i have come to terms with it.
Made some new friends :) #geese #birds #honk #adorable #scary #lol #forks #winnipeg #canada