I love pro bono work. It means my bosses don't want to work on it and most of it gets dumped on me because I don't bill for my time.
Never mind you that when I end up with shit like this it takes me beyond the job description of "secretary."
And we can't have that!
Because if I wasn't called a secretary, they wouldn't be able to pay me less!
Because if they paid me more, it would mean I'd have extra money to pay for the 13% increase they're making us pay for our healthcare this upcoming year.
Because if they paid me more, I'd be able to pay for my glasses out of pocket because they deleted the paltry coverage we used to have for vision in our new plan.
But I shouldn't bitch because I'm employed right? Right? Some people don't have jobs. And those of us who are overworked and stretched to the max working for anywhere from five to seven bosses a day who think their projects are the ONLY thing I have to do all day shouldn't complain. I should be happy? Right? Right?
Honestly, I'd even fore go a raise at this point if they would just HIRE MORE HELP FOR PEOPLE WHO NEED IT. They keep hiring part time people or when they do hire a new secretary, they assign her three people.
I want to work for just three people! Actually I'd settle for four. Five is my breaking point. I'm barely keeping my head above water and my attitude (as you can see) is really suffering.
It's damn good thing I've got my men at home and my hobbies, or you'd be reading about a crazed secretary making a chain of paperclips and rappelling off an office building in downtown Newark trying to escape to sweet freedom!!