Who cares what you think of me?

I have again resume my job searching, not in an active mode, but I guess I could afford to check out market rate and plan my next move.  By April 2014, I would be in this current company for a year.  I must admit that I am not used to the flat hierarchy.

I can't help disliking the toxic environment that those women are creating, it is always difficult when the ratio of female outnumbered the males, it's even difficult when the organisation has only 130 headcount. I never work well with women, I always find them petty when it comes to minor issues, mostly ruled by emotions and not level headedness enough.  Just a simple issue and it can be made a mountain out of a molehill, all thanks to those empty vessels.

I attended a course earlier this month, and the lecturer told me in private, "Jo, I was thinking to myself that "Wow! This girl has very strong resilience" when I see you sitting quietly in the class.  I am a psychologist, and I observed everyone, do you know that when you are so strong in resilient, that you actually intimidate people?"

I was caught dumbfound, because he really understood my plight.  People always think that I am confident and not an easy character to deal with, so I am perceived as unapproachable and unfriendly to most.

Men enjoy working with me, because I think big, and no small actions coming from me when it comes to work.  But women thinks that men like to work with me for every wrong reasons.  I am not the one oozing sex appeal, be it deliberately or unintentionally, I am unlike some woman who self-declared as a sexy siren, but in reality, men thinks that she is fat, ugly from head to toe, and lousy character inside out, and top it off with a foul mouth.

My boss is a forty-plus spinster, who really irks everyone to the max.  She is the worst communicator around, and lacks the graciousness.  Someone who cannot differentiate work life and personal life. Whatever it is, she has been a bad example, one that I promise myself that I will not ever be. Let's not be angry when people say that Women are lousy superiors, I can voucher for that, and I will strive not to be like one of them.

Whatever it is, learn as much as I can, accumulate as much experience as I can, then exit to a higher grounds.  There is really a limit to my tolerance towards nonsensical hormonal monsoon.

Back me up

I am suffering from intense back pain since the start of December.  Recently it has worsen so rapidly that I could hardly straighten my back.  My bed is the most desirable thing on earth, and it holds such seduction that I think of it throughout the day, but waking up in it is the most back breaking experience ever.

Prior to that I already had 2 occasions of sever upper left thigh pain, which I could easily relate and blame my heels for it.  This job requires me to walk around frequently, and I have already worn out 3 pairs of flats, and 2 pairs of heels to date.

My TCM sinseh told me that it could be due to overwork, a result due to accumulative stress, which I guess could be part of the reasons, and so I have been warned not to wear any heels until this backache saga is over.  I have been given no physical therapy, just medication to consume, hopefully it will go off in a week's time.

OK, all these sitting up is killing me again. Gotta go :)

WTF

If you ever experienced working for a spinster, who loves to have people boot-licking her, and change decisions based on her hormonal monsoon. You will understand how I feel.

She will be normal for a week, then abnormal for another week, then cranky for the next week, finally explosive for the last week. She has a lousy dictionary that limits her choice of words, and yet she wants to slang like an "Ang Mo", or rather a Caucasian. For someone so small, she speaks like a bullet train, and in a haste to derail anyone's thoughts.

She is so unsuccessful that she has blurred the line between colleagues and friendship. Hanging out with boot-lickers over the weekend, just because she is single and has no activities to tide her through her loneliness, only makes her pathetic.

That piece of sh*t who does not know her place, please for goodness sake, look into the freaking mirror... if you are disgustingly obese like Barney, please do not force others to say you are beautiful. Once of courtesy, people will agree but could barely hide their contempt. For a 30 year old, please do not sing cutesy songs and shake your ugly butt, you are scaring the kids! &$@$%#$^

Common logic does not work in an unstructured organisation.
Common logic is not applicable to people who suffers from hormonal dysfunction.
Common logic simply slides off greasy fat ass.

NO wonder newcomers don't last long. I want to GET OUT too!

If we cannot be friends, then be professional - colleagues.