Monday, August 17, 2009

The Who Moved My Cheese Post

Ian and I have made a trade. He was stressed and unhappy with work and now I'm stressed and unhappy with work. I love my job. Part of the reason I even moved to Canada was that fact that I was getting an awesome job. I was going to work for a really nice person... the team seemed great (the 1 person that I met the day I interviewed turned out to be a gaming geek). I was ready to sign on during the middle of the interview I liked it so much. I interviewed not just for the chance to transfer to Canada... but because I wanted a job that was a step up from what I was currently doing. And now it's changing.

I'm the kind of person who, in the work environment, gets along with everyone. Of course I dislike certain individuals but I still get along with them. I'm nice... I'm helpful... not to toot my own horn but I do pretty damn well in my current job. I rarely have huge issues with change... I roll with the flow... give my opinions when necessary... etc. But now... my job is being hijacked by, ironically enough, a person who comes from the same place I did (he's "on loan" from the US). I shouldn't say too much here because I know some people that work with do read this blag... but I'm not happy. Thankfully anyone who does read this from my work knows what position I am in right now and sympathizes. I'm not the only one who dislikes the paranoid dictator.

To be fair, nothing may change... my workload MIGHT increase... but I doubt it. I work on projects that go far outside my job description and I'm okay with that. But why screw with who my manager is? Alright... I'm stop here before I break something. I've worked with difficult people before... I can do it again. Plus, I have to keep reminding myself... there IS an expiration date. It may not be set in stone, but he does have to go back sometime. Thank god for Green Cards. For now I'm just sad.

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