All These People Have Nothing To Say

There is a shortage of opinion from middle level management in my office this week and that is rare. Why the shortage you ask? Well, it is because nobody knows where my money went. My bonus money that came from long evenings, sacrificed Saturdays and numerous brainstorming sessions. It has been five weeks and nobody can tell me where my money went.

This is f**kery.

I'm an easy-going person and I can roll with the punches. I don't throw tantrums and I don't like to cause scenes. I'm a big picture kinda girl. That being said I am getting to a point where, though I adore a lot of my clients, I no longer want to be associated with this firm. I have real concerns about their attitude towards employees, and these aren't issues I can ignore. I do not play when it comes to my money and somebody here seems to want to play all the time.

I guess I'm acknowledging that I've gotten to that point. It's that time to stick it out until I find something else or until I save enough to bounce. They are about to bring out the South London in me.