So, I've been frazzled, and busy, and talking on and on about feeling depressed, anxious and teetering on the way less than awesome quotients I impose on myself. And now there's pile on happening at work.
It's a classic case of the guy who makes more money, hasn't been able to do what's required AND he's drowning, so the shit flows downhill, lands in my lap because well, I can manage it - but it comes without any additional money, no atta girls...just a "got this? Thanks." and a whole bunch of high tailing it to the rear corners of the auditorium so they can watch in near absolute darkness.
mmm Yeah. Alright. So I've let people know I have concerns absorbing someone else's 50% of work load and trying to fit it into my 20% available time, when all the projects that he's downloading are high profile, high stakes, highly volatile, and totally cluster fucked.
And that was met with abject silence. I guess in silence I have my answer. And to be honest, with just 2 weeks left of the work year, I'm less than energized, motivated or proactive to be jumping in and throwing anyone a life raft. I got my own shit to worry about yo.
So now I guess it's a waiting game - I almost don't care that when it blows up, it will be on my watch. Maybe then, they'll think twice before ignoring an email.