I took the day off of work because I cried myself home on the train (a little), cried myself while drunk, cried myself to sleep, cried myself awake, all because my boss is a dick. To sit there and insult the work I have done in front of my peers is dispicable. He would never do that to his little "girlfriend" at work. Did he tell her after one month, three months, SIX months, that she wasn't getting sales fast enough (she had ZERO until last month, nine months in). Of course not, she gets applauded (literally) in the middle of meetings. Because she is so fantastic. I get derided and insulted.
They were supposed to have a team meeting today and apparently they cancelled it (I guess because you can't insult someone who isn't there) They insulted me last time, saying I wasn't using enough social media platforms. They want to use instagram because it's trendy. We have zero pictures. Our product is a fucking website you dipshits. Fucking A I hate these people.
I can't even get them to like our page or retweet our shit. But yet they insult me. Because going from 61 to 91 followers (sad how lame we are) in six weeks is pathetic I guess. When we weren't being indexed by google and we have no content on the home page and everything is behind a log-in screen. We get followers based on the strength of our content and my friends who make up 80% of our FB likes.
I want to rock shit out and bounce. I need more $$$ and more respect. I hate this place.
9:16 a.m. - 2014-02-28
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