The End is Near

This week, I'm finding myself increasingly frustrated with everything that's been happening. My one boss is an idiot and sends me numerous emails and leaves voicemails for me when I'm not on the clock, and expects the entire universe to revolve around him... at all times. I had a medical appointment on Monday and when I got back to the office, I could just tell that he was annoyed that my health was more important to me than his request for reports.

He treats me like his personal assistant, even though that's not my job title. I have to call places to book and cancel his appointments, and to deal with anything else he can't be bothered to do. Whenever he has me call a place for him and the person on the other end gives me a bit of a hard time, I pull this little trick out of my hat: "I understand I'm not listed on the account, but you know The Devil Wears Prada? My boss is worse than that, so please can you help me with this request??" Nine out of ten times, this little nugget of a line works wonders, especially if I'm speaking with someone who's read the book or seen the movie.

I also forgot to mention earlier that I also get told to go outside and pick up trash and cigarette butts and make the outside of the building look nice.

I'm completely exhausted because he expects me to do all this stuff for him on top of my own duties running the accounting department of one, tracking payroll, and the admin assistant and distribution duties that got funneled my way when the Distribution Manager/Admin. Assistant left over two years ago. Recycling in the office is the bane of my existence. No one knows how to sort paper and containers - I get coffee cups, plastic cutlery, takeout packages and everything else thrown in one blue bin and then I get to sort it every week. I've got a bunch of letters after my name, plus all this work experience and I just can't believe that this is what all my education and hard work got me.

I keep telling myself, you've only got a few weeks left, but it's not helping anymore. I still have to sit down with my direct boss and tell him that I'm leaving to pursue other interests. The end of July is it. It's the end of all these things that are angering me so much.