Transitions...

The song goes... "Life is filled with swift transitions", I can't say I don't understand that. I'm on a mission to get myself out of this miserable location I call a job. On top of the drama that's already going on, my boss decided to get postal and gangsta on me and lose his mind in his way of speaking. I've checked him on it previously in a professional way, and I've even tried coming out the side of my neck "ghetto bird style", and each time he'd calm down for a few days then act like he had some home training.

Today was the straw that broke the camel's back for me. It takes a lot for me to get angry. Sure I'll get irritated, but angry is different. Anyway, I'm officially convinced this man is missing some life lessons. I'm not going to go into our arguement, but it came down to him calling me a little girl and essentially insulting my mother, all because I caught an error of his and brought it to his attention. I can take whatever professional insult you've got for me, but when you make shit personal...yeah we've got issues.

I checked him in the best way I could without leaning over his desk to choke him, walked back to my office and let out a few tears in frustration, then marched myself right on down to human resources and put in a formal complaint. This is the man's 7th formal complaint, but they won't get rid of him, because during his tenure, revenue has gone up. Never mind that he's seen the WORST turnover in the company's history. Most people under him barely last 6 months. If they last a year, that's saying something.

I'm investigating other opportunities in the company, but I don't want this commute anymore. I'm off on Wednesday to chill on my b-day, but instead I'll be hitting up 3 interviews. Pray for me yall...