Five More Months

I know I said one year at Job #1. I know it's the right thing to do, but I swear, I think it's going to be easier said than done.

I want a positive working environment. I want a boss who values me as an employee as well as a person. I want to feel good about spending the day in the office every single time I turn that doorknob in the morning. I want to be with people who get "it." I want to be mentored. I want to not have to put up with someone's personal problems. I want an uninterrupted lunchtime and two 15-minute breaks per day as defined by the laws of this country. I want to be proud of who I work with.

Am I asking for too much again? I was excited about working in an all-women department again, but seven months later, I'm now starting to realize that maybe there was nothing to be excited about afterall (However, I do not wish to be the only woman in an all-men department either. Been there, done that, and wishes to not find herself in the same situation again).

It's a shame that all I'm thinking about is my one year anniversary in which I can finally say goodbye. These days, I'm pre-occupied with thoughts like, "There are three paid holidays in November; December will fly by; then it's only three more months to go." Pathetic!

Please tell me you have a crappier workplace than I do. Please, pretty please? HeHe.