Why I Hate My Job*

Nobody cares. No one really gives a shit about what we do (unless we do it wrong, then everyone has something to say).

We have neither the time nor the resources to do a good job, so we do an okay job, most times. Pretty darn okay, considering what we have to work with, of course.

All that's required of us is adequacy; that's not much incentive. When you do a good job, no one really cares. If you do a shitty job, no one cares much then, either.

 It's demoralizing and depressing to waste time and effort just so someone can have a product they can point to when the time comes. 'Look, we've got this!'

Okay, I'm an appreciation whore, so sue me.






*I don't *hate* my job, of course, that's just the frustration talking.

 It's certainly not the *worst* thing I could be doing. In the great grand scheme of things it's not all that bad. But 'why I hate my job' sounds sexier than 'why my job is frustrating me right now.' See?