I think I must be a total mess
I should be very happy. I have a wonderful husband who is crazy about me, and I'm crazy about him. I finally sold my farm and have finances figured out.
But I started working in September for a local weekly newspaper; they hired me to be the editor, but that pissed off the girl who had been doing several things (and being called editor) who was still there. (It is very small, which made it perfect for me. Just the right amount of work. I didn't care about the money. I just wanted to do the work). So she never gave me a chance. She and the girl in the front office decided they hated me. I tried to ignore it and work around it. And people loved the newspapers after I started designing and editing them. The boss loved them. But he is in another town, never is present, and I was expected to be doing my thing.
I quit. Yesterday was my last day. I was glad to quit, because the tension in the office was unbearable.
But today I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself.
Is there something going on astrologically that would make all this happen to me?
And for me to be so down about it?
Sweet Freedom
(4,005 posts)maybe you started the job during the Mercury retrograde shadow and quit when it went direct.
Sorry they made it so hard for you.
Tumbulu
(6,453 posts)I follow Rick and he seems to suggest that things will calm down by Sat afternoon....at least a bit. Let's hope for that.
In the meantime, I hope that you can enjoy this holiday coming up that we nowadays call Halloween!
moonbeam23
(341 posts)and so unnecessary...
People are in such an uproar the last couple weeks...tempers flaring, unexpected crying etc...the two eclipses and the mercury retrograde and mars going into capricorn and all the fear and hate being stirred up on the corporate media and the war going on the astral plane...we're all just trying to hold on as best we can...
Don't feel bad for being bummed about giving up on a perfect situation...it's normal...Without knowing your birth info, it's hard to say what particular astrological things are happening for you...
Continue to be grateful for the goods things you DO have and wait for the next perfect thing to show up...who knows, maybe your absentee owner who loved your work will want you back...stranger things have happpened...
Best of luck to you
PinkTiger
(2,593 posts)Today I feel a lot better about it all.
C'est la vie!
magical thyme
(14,881 posts)they sabotaged my training, bullied me, etc. 3 years later I'm still there because I need the job.
There were managers who didn't want me at my other p/t job. They harassed me and crapped all over my personal life. 2 years later I'm still there because I need the job.
At the job I'd taken temporarily at the sub shop when I was bringing in hay a bale or 2 at a time shoved into the back of my little civic, I was set up by some of the other workers. They got me fired because they didn't want me there.
And that's the thing, when jobs are very tight, the atmosphere stinks because the insecure workers see you as a threat, the secure workers who have friends looking for a job see you as taking a job that 'belonged' to their friend, managers are afraid of the smart person who could take over their job, and so on.
It makes the working environment hellish, no matter how much you love the work. The better you are at it, the more likely you are to be hated and sabotaged.
You said you don't care about the money. The two girls who decided they hate you and wouldn't give you a chance may have sensed that, or just your general happiness with the job...
PinkTiger
(2,593 posts)The sad thing is, the latest edition of the newspaper lacked all the changes I made. It was rather disheartening. They really didn't want (they being the girls in the office) to put out a quality product. They are only interested in working as little as possible and having a paycheck.
To me it was a vocation, a calling.
So I'm going to work at home and write for Kindle.
I'll be better off. But I feel sorry for all those people who l loved what I did for the newspaper while I was there.