I’m not the only one miserable in this desert hellhole. An article in BusinessWeek has listed my city as the 18th Unhappiest City in America. And I believe it, this is one nasty place.

Overall rank: 18
Depression rank: 24
Suicide rank: 3
Crime (property and violent) rank: 27
Divorce rate rank: 10
Unemployment rate (December 2008 – higher now): 6.9%

So far this year at work we’ve had mandatory overtime more weeks than we haven’t. It looks like 2008 is going to be like 2006 was as far as this is concerned. In 2006 we had mandatory overtime EVERY week for almost the entire year. After a while the one day weekends just aren’t cutting it anymore, ya know? We are tired and they don’t see that and wonder why the stress level is so high. Maybe they’re as stupid as we all apparently are. Granted, the money is good but is a shame that we have to work lots of overtime just to get to a livable wage.

For every person that leaves the company, they hire 1 replacement we’re told. Obviously with how large our backlog is, 1 replacement isn’t enough. Maybe they should hire 2 for every 1 that leaves.

Something has GOT to give.

Hopefully the last installment of this saga. I finally got the punishment for my “cursing” today. I got a corrective action that will expire in a month. Sounds good right? Well I also lost the bonus that I worked my ass off for last year. That fucking hurt. Four years I’ve been there and not one problem with me and this is what I get. I am so pissed right now I can’t even think straight.

But least I also got my seat moved. Now anytime I look up I’ll look right out the window to the freedom beyond, and hopefully I will not longer suffer the negative physical effects from all the perfume they seem to love to douse themselves in. And I also found out who tattled on me. Another one of the fucking cunt little girls that seem to think they can have things their way. No legitimate experience with the “real world”. Probably grew up being daddy’s little princess and had everyone catering to them. She basically got herself upset over the fact that I said that she “should sit the fuck down and do some work”. If she hadn’t been standing up chatting to her little girlfriends for most of the day it never would have happened.

Ah well, live and learn. Pray for me please…pray that I can keep myself under control at least for the next 30 days.