Check, please.

God diggity damn, am I in a bad mood today.

What? You want to hear all about it? OKAY!!!

Here goes: the number one reason is that it is annual compensation planning time at my company right now. You say, anna what? The time of year where the managers evaluate performance and allot raises accordingly, etc. Except. They don't. I'm seeing such crappy, piss-poor decision-making going on right now and it's all happening like a veeeery slow car crash that won't actually end for another couple of weeks. I'm taking about a skillion calls and emails because people don't read instructions, don't care about instructions, or don't realise there are instructions. I've got HR managers who aren't doing their jobs and thus failing their responsibilities. I've got a company trying to throw money at a situation instead of dealing with its problems. Which is creating huge problems since we are in year 3 of serious underperformance and that money hasn't been earned. But no one is being held accountable and the finger-pointing is rampant. And it just sucks. And it makes me not want to work here. And it makes my brief delight at being rated exceptional this year rapidly dissipate, since an asshole I work with who is excellent at jackshit just fooled his boss into getting the same rating.

And I think: What does it all mean? Who am I? What am I doing here?

And I remember: Ah yes, my company is paying for my MBA degree. It is my mantra. My beacon in a vast and stormy sea of shit. It's what keeps me going sometimes. But not today. Today I think it is going to require a little rebellion. An uprising of sorts. A veritable nose-thumbing at it all. Translation: I'm going to drink heavily. Hopefully soon. My liver must pay the price that my brain can no longer afford! Hurrah!

Self-destruction, here I come!