What doesn't kill, us only makes us...
Drink more. LOL. Seriously. I've had it with my job. The only thing that gets me through the day is knowing I have a bottle of wine in the bottom drawer of my desk, ready for an emergency.
Since this is my first post, I should probably explain why my job drives me to drink, be bitter, maintain only a few friendships, live paycheck to paycheck...etc. I work in advertising. And no, not the "glamous" side of actually art directing or copywriting the ads. I am not the creative director or account director. I am the account exec on a major automotive account and while I deem my career worthy and yes, exciting at times, the rest of the industry sees peons like me as worker bees, robots, ass kissers, etc. See, my job is to kiss the proverbial ass of the client while, at the same time, give the proverbial blow job to the creatives working on the business. I am the "liaison". Pfft. But between proverbial sexual favors, I do get to produce some pretty fuckin' sweet work and seeing it live is a thrill I can't explain. Yes. It's a love hate. And I am ok with that.
Here is the thing, I love my job...well, in theory I love my job. Right now, I am doing whatever it takes to get my mind through the 12-hour work days with little-to-no appreciation from no one but the other bitter AE who keeps me sane on a daily basis. That said, I don't want to work in any other industry (Lie. If I could have ANY job in the world it would be a freelance photographer for the music industry.) so I've narrowed my issues to pretty much one thing. I dislike my current position at my current employer.
Whew, issue identified. You're asking, "So what, who doesn't hate their job?". Well, ass, a lot of people don't hate what they do for 10-14 hours a day. And that my friend, is the glorious mecca I am striving to achieve. And I'm close. Interviewing is a forte of mine and it just so happens that I have had one or two recently and am pretty optimistic that something better is about to come along so I can jump of this ship and land on land. Land I can make a home at, succeed and grow at. Therefore, while I am bitter today, I am optimistic for tomorrow.
So until I get that thrilling call from the HR department at a sweet ad agency, I will occasionally drink a bottle of wine alone. Take a sleeping pill to calm my mind. Drink a daily Starbucks to rev my engines. I'll survive. But I may whine a little bit along the way. It will probably be entertaining and dare I say 'funny'. :)
xxxo
Since this is my first post, I should probably explain why my job drives me to drink, be bitter, maintain only a few friendships, live paycheck to paycheck...etc. I work in advertising. And no, not the "glamous" side of actually art directing or copywriting the ads. I am not the creative director or account director. I am the account exec on a major automotive account and while I deem my career worthy and yes, exciting at times, the rest of the industry sees peons like me as worker bees, robots, ass kissers, etc. See, my job is to kiss the proverbial ass of the client while, at the same time, give the proverbial blow job to the creatives working on the business. I am the "liaison". Pfft. But between proverbial sexual favors, I do get to produce some pretty fuckin' sweet work and seeing it live is a thrill I can't explain. Yes. It's a love hate. And I am ok with that.
Here is the thing, I love my job...well, in theory I love my job. Right now, I am doing whatever it takes to get my mind through the 12-hour work days with little-to-no appreciation from no one but the other bitter AE who keeps me sane on a daily basis. That said, I don't want to work in any other industry (Lie. If I could have ANY job in the world it would be a freelance photographer for the music industry.) so I've narrowed my issues to pretty much one thing. I dislike my current position at my current employer.
Whew, issue identified. You're asking, "So what, who doesn't hate their job?". Well, ass, a lot of people don't hate what they do for 10-14 hours a day. And that my friend, is the glorious mecca I am striving to achieve. And I'm close. Interviewing is a forte of mine and it just so happens that I have had one or two recently and am pretty optimistic that something better is about to come along so I can jump of this ship and land on land. Land I can make a home at, succeed and grow at. Therefore, while I am bitter today, I am optimistic for tomorrow.
So until I get that thrilling call from the HR department at a sweet ad agency, I will occasionally drink a bottle of wine alone. Take a sleeping pill to calm my mind. Drink a daily Starbucks to rev my engines. I'll survive. But I may whine a little bit along the way. It will probably be entertaining and dare I say 'funny'. :)
xxxo
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