I hate my job...

Today.. I hate my job. We have team leads who don't lead. We have managers who don't manage. We have customer service reps who have no FUCKING idea what customer service is. We have complete fuck ups who keep getting written up and STILL have a fucking job. We had (past tense) good agents who screwed up once or twice and were gone faster than the hot wings when we have a department buffet. You can't get promoted to save your dick and you have to train every dumbass they hire with no extra compensation or time off the phone. That's just a small portion of stuff.

I sit near/in front of/beside/behind/catty corner to 2 team leads, a quality person, and 2 preachers wives. Could they possibly have sat me in a worse damn spot? The only saving grace is that I have a cube all to myself with half walls so I can (usually) ignore everyone around me.

Today.. they crowded in my space without setting foot in my cube and it completely pissed me off.

Drama. It seems that's what most people run on in our department. Hell, in the building. It's worse than caffeine and that's taking into account that we get FREE sodas from Coke.

We have Managers (through out) and a Client who has no idea what's going on. If they did they'd (meaning the Client) fire us all.

I drive 45 mins (on a good day) in heavy Memphis traffic, spending $50 a week in gas to work 8+ hrs a day for ungrateful bosses. I realize that half or more of America can complain about this exact same thing.. but fuck 'em. This is MY blog.