hey does anyone have tips for how to tell people at your job that you are quitting when you don’t have anything lined up and therefore can’t pitch it as “I’m moving on to this great new opportunity”

a complete catalog of my current moods -doing my job and miserable -anticipating doing my job with dread. miserable -avoiding doing my job, guilty and miserable

visiting in-laws watched the kid so we could go out on a date. agenda: lattes, brunch, library, annual sale at REI. perfect

hey gang if you spend days lying on the floor and picking your skin until you bleed like a stressed bird pulling out all its feathers, is that a bad sign or

every time I complete a task at work, I get the satisfaction of thinking, “damn…it’s gonna suck for them when I leave“

adding insult to fucking AInjury, a partner had *specifically directed me* to use AI for the first draft. after I spent 2.5 hours rewriting slop, another partner replied to the draft telling me to send a redline from the AI version. “Just confirming that you checked the accuracy of the AI?”

another day, another dollar earned by almost wholly rewriting something drafted by The Plagiarism Machine to the point where it’s like…yeah I probably could have done this myself WITHOUT burning CPU time but also at least I can say I’m ~using the tools~

they do not have positions now but are very interested in me in the future, I think sincerely, it’s a pretty high-up person in the org to bother yanking my chain about if I’m a good fit or not. so now. we wait. and continue Networking

yr correspondent has finished a resume and, crucially, sent it to some Contacts gained through Networking

downtown. caffeinated. medicated. today I WILL have my shit together istf. through this year if it kills me and so on

genuine question for better hockey knowers (who also know football??): an NHL trade always has immediate effect, right? Like…you wouldn’t trade someone but the trade is starting next season??? And is that a thing in football (soccer)???

everything in my life is stupid but I did get new helix jewelry today

the junior partner I work with (who came up as an associate with me) is desperately trying to keep me from quitting this job, meanwhile I’m like MAYBE YOU SHOULD ALSO GO??? WE COULD BOTH LEAVE????

ok I will clarify that match penalty does exist in hockey but like. it’s gonna be a game misconduct….99 out of 100 times…….i simply don’t believe everything u think is a match penalty is a match penalty……

it’s a GAME MISCONDUCT not a MATCH PENALTY thank u and good day

I don’t want to say too much yet but I am making Significant progress on the job hunt. yr correspondent CAN get out I WILL get out

in my martial arts class we do a lot of self-defense stuff and the motto is “first you have to survive, then you can escape.” thinking about that a lot lately. no reason

small batch roastery + coffee shop

however. perhaps an anecdote about hating the unfrosted glass front offices arranged around a courtyard for maximum panopticon effect because everyone can see you cry was not my best work. otoh i do think i gave that law student an accurate picture of how it is in biglaw.

I have introduced myself to so many people. I have circulated. I have shaken hands. I have asked relevant open-ended questions and tried to talk 1/3 - listen 2/3rds in every conversation. I don’t know if any of this is at all useful but I sure am doing it

whether the location history of a self-driving car is protected by the Fourth Amendment

staring myself down in the mirror like yes I WILL network at this professional event, I am a REGULAR PERSON, I am SO NORMAL, I’m TOTALLY good at meeting new people, it‘s EXPECTED to introduce yourself to people at these things, OH MY GOD JUST BE NORMAL FOR ONE SECOND

I Survived. it was generally ok except the way she interacts with my stepdad is absolutely brutal. imagine the most condescending person you know fulfilling every “nagging wife” stereotype with malice. he needs to leave her fr

amended version: how to talk about hockey when all you know is soccer for some reason (h/t to @v-greyson.bsky.social for reminding me)

I realize this gave everyone false hope but I haven’t actually quit yet. But I do know HOW to quit now. Trying to figure out how to get another job or at least, like, a semblance of an idea of another job before I walk.

no YOU stress-ate an entire chocolate bunny from the clearance isle, me, I would never

the one really good piece of advice my last (generally mid) therapist gave me was, “if you feel like your options are ‘kill yourself’ or ‘quit your job,’ you have to quit your job.” so anyway I started this Monday morning by emailing HR to ask how the resignation process works

each and every day

Shane does/doesn’t have an ED discourse too frequently is being conducted by people who have never seen the gym bros on bodybuilding forums inventing the shrimp colors of eating disorders

oh also. did I mention. That my mom’s coming to stay with me. For a week. Starting next Saturday

I gotta. I gotta get out of here man (she said, doing absolutely nothing to get out of there)

me: nothing bad happened with these three close-in-time major filings, I made it to the weekend unscathed the other shoe: lol bitch you thought

I would like to be dropped down a well

I billed 10.3 hours today and I wasn’t crying for any of em

they moved us from network drives onto Teams and it’s not going well. today I emailed IT to say, please add this person to the Teams Team, I do not have permission to do so. them: Just ask the site owner motherfuckers, I AM the site owner!!!! and my permissions are clearly disabled!!!

if you were wondering what precipitated my total emotional collapse, it was P3 returning & sending “minor edits” that deleted everything she had made me spend—by that point—30 billable hours doing, including hours that blew up my Friday night & most of Saturday

ok job hunting seems terrible but it can’t possibly be worse than the day I’m having today, which has involved one full-on sobbing breakdown followed by 3 hours of intermittent weeping (still happening)

i started with a draft of something that I sent to Partner 1, got feedback & approval. sent to P2 & P3. P2 didn’t like it, had me drastically redo it. Fine. P3 then logged on like “I want [a lot of complex technical information] added” which I spent 20+ (miserable) billable hours doing.

to be clear. my work computer. Yes it’s 10 pm on a Saturday. Yes they are tears of rage

crying! at my laptop

the fact that job hunting sucks is the only thing keeping me from rage-quitting today

last night I had to explain to jh that the sobbing breakdown was not bc something bad happened at work. in fact the important filing went really smoothly. but the most micromanaging partners were afk during it so now I am waiting for them to get back and tell me all the things I did horribly wrong

me: pls can we use the document system that has concurrent editing? Partner A: no. use the system with one-at-a-time checkout me: k Partner B: I’ll coordinate with Partner A to sequence our edits in the DMS me: thank u Partner C: I don’t like that DMS. here are my edits in a random local copy

your last saved meme is your moral philosophy

the thing where I work during a normal workday, spend a couple hours with my kid, and then have to log back in and work for another 2-6 hours is. painful

partner A marking up partner B’s wordsmithing with further wordsmithing. partner A deleting all introduction and conclusion sentences because “I hate that we say everything three times.” partner B: “why don’t we have any conclusions or transitions”

hudcon not beating the omega4omega allegations any time soon

search your camera roll for hell

“so like if you kidnapped Batman and put him in a cock cage and gave the key to Superman“ and other things I find myself typing after three glasses of wine

Fic! Please let me know if I'm not tagging this correctly. archiveofourown.org/works/81045616