My hard work and patience has finally paid off at work. I have been officially transitioned into my new role as the IT person, with my new pay, new hours, and more exciting projects! ^^ I am an independent contractor now, which means that I come in on an "as-needed" basis. While that may sound like I won't be getting very many hours, I have tons of projects right now, and I'm so excited to learn and work with Matthew :D

Actually, you know what, the past 2 days have also sucked, hard.  It's kind of weird, because there's been some good in the days, too, but the good is making the bad worse.

So last Tuesday I was told that my office had found a potential replacement for me and that she would be starting this Monday.  So, on top of all of the work that I normally do for production and the office, I also have to train Jessica, AND I have to take on more/new tech responsibilities.  AND they still get pissed at me every day for everything.  Well, everything non-tech.  That seems to be going just fine.  I think Matthew's happy to have someone else around to take care of this stuff.

Anyway, I'm getting yelled at for anything and everything recently.  We were working on this estimate for one of our clients, a whole set of point of sale materials (window clings, coffee sleeves, table tents, etc.).  Last week, Desiree was out all week, but the week before she said she expected this to go out even while she was gone.  Of course, something like that isn't going to happen when the person with all of the answers is gone.  I work on it to the best of mine and Tori's knowledge, but it doesn't get very far.  On Tuesday of this week, Desiree answers our questions and we get some estimates rolling, and she takes the coffee sleeves request off my hands.  Yesterday I bog down and make sure to get all of my quotes (save for one, because he was taking too long) but Desiree waits until 5:50pm to go over my pricing.  At which point, she of course finds little discrepancies, gets on a conference call that has nothing to do with the project, and talks to me like I'm her little bitch for an hour and a half.  So I finish the estimate sheet, and Desiree doesn't even have pricing for the coffee sleeves!!  So it's okay for her to just not do her part, but I'm the one who has to take the shit for everything else, even when it's not my project to begin with?

Then, for our holiday gifts, they are always destined to wait until the last second to do anything but this goes doubly for anything Copia.  Even though I'm not the one who placed half of the orders, or is supposed to be the project manager for this... I get all the blame.  Is it really my fault if everything is late?  I don't think so.

I don't get any recognition for doing anything well anymore.  Probably because I set my "normal expectations" for them too high in the beginning, so anything less than excellent doesn't cut it anymore.

And, of course Michelle and Desiree love Jessica more than they love me.  Probably because they haven't broken her spirit yet.  She's just as eager and nice as I was in the beginning, it's too hard for either of them to remember how awesome I am.

My site hasn't been that great lately either, with all of this late night working I haven't really had the chance to dedicate my work time to looking for good articles to post.  I also haven't even posted an original article since I went to Florida in October.  I'm terrible, but can you blame me for wanting to spend my time playing games with Ian rather than writing after dealing with crap at work?

Last week was so much better than this... not only was work pretty slow and quiet with most everyone in the office gone, but Thanksgiving was a wonderful little break.  I spent it in Phoenix with Ian, my aunt and uncle were nice enough to have us over.  They took great care of us and made sure we have a very relaxing vacation.

Hopefully next week will be better.  The week following next week should mark the beginning of my part-time tech career at Copia.  Not to mention, I'll only be at work for 3 days, one of which will include the Copia holiday party.  We'll see if that's a good week, or a terribly busy I -want-to-kill-myself half-week.

Scratch that.  I want to kill everyone else.  And then cry.