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Tuesday, November 29th, 2005
I'm not sure how much longer I'll be working for Discovery. In the last few weeks, I've had a steadily growing pile of New Stuff, mostly involving keeping track of an enormous number of fiddly details and serving as a traffic cop as various masters, DVDs, and proofs go wizzing about between different vendors and branches of Discovery. This has given me very little time to deal with EDLs (you know, what I was actually hired to do?), and they've clearly noticed I'm swamped, because they've assigned this woman Elizabeth to take over the more managerial stuff. She's going to be responsible for going to hard copy-related meetings and fielding questions from sales and so on, which is good, but two problems remain: I'm still going to be responsible for all the day-to-day fiddly bits, and they're taking away some of my reviewing and proofing responsibility to give to her -- exactly the opposite of what I wanted. Not to mention that I've worked with Elizabeth before. The polite term for her is "good at delegating"; a better term would be "incredibly lazy". Unfortunately, she outranks me.

I am completely incompetent at this day-to-day fiddly keeping track of things stuff. I am the absolute worst person they could have assigned this to, and now they're taking away the part of the job I like, no doubt preparatory to giving me MORE traffic cop duties. So I'm considering quitting. Not sure how much time I have to do it, though: I screw up and create extra work for myself and other people at least a couple of times a week, and my contract gets renewed on a weekly basis. If they want to, they can tell me Friday not to come back Monday, with no explanation required.

If I can make it through two more months of this, the amount of hard copy work plummets enormously in late January, and doesn't really start up again until July. But I really don't know whether I can make it that far before either I quit or they fire me.

On an unrelated but equally depressing note, I just realized, while proofing packaging, that I furiously hate someone who's never been anything but a friend to me, for reasons that boil down to spite and envy. I am utter scum.

current mood: pessimistic

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