Freewrite Friday – Vol. V

Freewrite Friday is kind of like Borat. His premise, for a time, was brilliant yet simple. And there was nothing funnier in the world than the folks who would smile and say, with his Kazakh inflection, Very Nice!! And spout out references to “making toilet.” But one day it just stopped being funny and cool. Now it’s just annoying. But many people simply haven’t gotten the message yet, so they’ll still do Borat. And people look at them awkwardly.

Freewrite Friday is like Borat, and I’m like the guy who’s still trying to impress people with a fake Kazakhstan accent because I think it’s a hoot.

Anyway, I write for five minutes without editing for content. I use this here online timer. I stop after 300 seconds. And then I go around saying Wa Wa WEE wa! until someone has the sense to punch me in the stomach, thus silencing me for a while.

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Here’s the thing: October 30 was my seven year anniversary at this job. One of my new year’s resolutions was to have a new job at the end of the year — unless, of course, my job were to change for the better. And I really think it had! Starting in January I was training the new folks yet again (I absolutely love corporate training), and I went up to Detroit to become the eyes and ears for the work I would be training people to do back home. And I actually started at it. This was a challenge, but it was different. I wasn’t bored going to work every day.

Now? We have four folks from the Detroit office who are working specific shifts different from mine. With them down here for good — and because they have a better grasp on the material than I do since they’ve been doing it for seven years longer than I have — they’re the trainers. I have no problem with that. Good for them. What I do have a problem with, however, is that I’m still stuck working the same shit I was supposed to train. I was in it to do some teaching — and to continue teaching once more work comes our way — especially work with which I’m more familiar and have more of a solid background.

I learned this week that that’s just not going to happen. We don’t have enough people. Great.

And I’m pissed off that upper level management has kept me out of the loop on all of this stuff. Even though it’s been made quite clear to them by their peers that they need me in the mix. Perhaps it’s because they want to shelter me. Perhaps they don’t want me to see that they really don’t have any of this together. Or maybe they just don’t think I’m worthy enough to be in their little circle.

Two days ago I made it very clear to my direct manager that I want out of this project. The project to which I really looked forward as a shift in what I was doing. The project with which I felt I could live for another year at this company. But it’s not what I bargained for.

And with that? I might have to get that resume ready yet again…

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EDIT: I added this YouTube video. NSFW for language…