I knew I was right!

Man I should really buy myself a lottery ticket… I would probably win!

Today there was a development at work… well actually a realisation that I am right.

I don’t know why people think they are right, sorry, you’re wrong. When I’m involved, you’re wrong, im right.

My boss thought he knew better when he decided to change my job and make me a manager… don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind managing people; it’s just, I don’t want to.

Anyway, today the realisation, that one person cannot do my old job on their own finally hit him. A very stressed look on his face confirmed what I had known for three months… I am right.

Ah bless him for trying something different but when you move into a position I don’t want, and never asked for, and think that somehow the work will still get done – you’re sadly mistaken because I don’t do two jobs for one pay cheque.

I also believe in karma.

And the mantra, don’t mess with me.

So today is the slippery slope to change.

I will soon be back in the job that I loved and want to do for the short term because everyone should have job where they get up in morning and want to go to. Not a job, where they dread the pain that might kick them in the arse, repeatedly, until it’s time to knock off. And even when you do, it continues at home because the word “manager” means you can never switch off and someone will always be invading your personal life.

My old (soon to be new) job can be frustrating, tiring and make me scream out in bloody murder but it’s rewarding and I get to write something that is heard, read and soaked in by one person, five people, a hundred people, thousands, or even millions. And that is what I want from a job.

I knew I was right!