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Tuesday
15 August 2000

 

 

 

11 13 pm pdt   [ dissatisfaction ]

In talking to my dear friend Karina [who was a fellow film major at Berkeley] tonight, I mentioned that I had taken more than the average amount of classes every semester. I think I have a compulsion to push myself beyond my comfort level, because I'm one of those people who [hopefully] will rise to the occasion. I like to be really challenged. And hence lies my dissatisfaction with my job.

I don't feel that I make a serious contribution to the company. I don't think any of the five people do. Here's what we do all day:

  1. surfs the web
  2. uses the old program to do professional greenscreen work for his brother
  3. uses Maya for her 3D creations or Photoshop
  4. uses Photoshop
  5. draws with the new and old program [this would be me]

    I am the only one who has opened up the old program every day for the past month. [My lord, I am a nevative little woman right now!]

    You see, we aren't given enough meaningful work to do. It is driving me a bit mad. On Monday, my boss was out, so I walked into another supervisor's office and said, "I am tremendously bored." Possibly not the best choice of words, in hindsight... This supervisor had been complaining that he had so much to do that he didn't know where to start, so I politely explained that I would be happy to work on anything he cared to throw my way. I am good at making up work for myself, but only for a given amount of time, and then I just have to give up.

    He seemed rather annoyed with me, but he did indeed give me something else to do. It's not enough though. I'm not challenged. I'm not making a contribution. I'm not happy.

    This morning I appologized to said supervisor for possibly being difficult. He said he just hadn't want to think about something else. I appologized for making him think. I meant it as a joke and I said it with a smile, but perhaps I pissed him off further.

    Anyway, I think it's time to look for a new job.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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