The Alternative Would Have Sucked
I finally quit my job. Well, I didn’t actually quit, but here’s the skinny on what happened.
I wasn’t exactly happy at the advertising agency I was working. The bosses were megalomaniac pieces of shit who changed their opinions every two seconds (understandable). They would push their ideas, no matter how inferior they were to others, just to flex some muscle on the underlings (again, highly understandable). They had exactly 0 backbone when it came to pushing said, in their minds superior, ideas on to upper management and clients, which to me is the most fucked up thing about it.
So basically, whenever some upper management type would complain and bitch about ideas and / or employees of the creative department, something they have absolutely no right to do whatsoever by the way, the bosses, Ren & Stimpy, would call an underling, who most likely would be a copywriter, and tell him to apologize for whatever indiscretion upper management thought the creative department did. Never mind that it was one of the bosses who pushed that idea (since it is technically his job to oversee all creative projects), never mind that sometimes it was the boss who came up with the idea and the execution was all his, he was the boss and, as such, is as infalible as Jesus.
So the last week of 2009, when everyone and their mothers decided to take a break, yours truly decided to take a leave since nothing was fucking happening at work. Bossman number 2, in his first order of action upon returning, decided to call me up on it and tell me I couldn’t. I told him that I had made plans (yes I know I am to blame, but this was a blessing in disguise for me) and that I was taking unpaid leave. Dude tells me he didn’t know about it (again how was he when he wasn’t in office is beyond me), and I say well yeah it was sort of last minute. So, he tells me either I show up today or not at all. Ooooooh, ultimatum! I told him to shove his ultimatum.
This was all a blessed event for me since I wanted to quit, told them I did, two weeks ago. It was honestly for me the best thing that could have happened.
Shooting myself would have been so much worse.
