Yesterday was the happiest sad day I've had at work in a while. As a side note, if you can understand that statement, I feel terrible for you.
I really like my job. Honest to god I do. It's something I try not to take for granted or forget. Lately though, it's been pretty easy to forget that.
New management came in for the show I've been working on. Within a week, that person pissed on my happiness. It's been a sinking ship ever since. We've argued about idiotic topics from balloons to twitter posts. Over the last few months, I've probably uttered five words to him.
I tried to give him the benefit of the doubt at first. I was trying to be positive, but I was passed over for promotion after promotion. Now if I was passed over by very skilled/seasoned experts, I could understand. Bu no, they're god damn morons too.
Now, based on my description, you're probably still confused by the happiest sad day comment I started with. Let me explain.
At a bare minimum you're at work 8 hours a day/5 days a week. You see your co-workers more than you'll see your friends and family, because of which, I treated my co-workers like friends and family.
After talking so long about topics ranging from fantasy baseball to raising kids; I got attached.
So I was forced to move on.
But that doesn't matter now. I'm starting on a new show, and I can't wait. I haven't been excited to go to work in a while, it's a great feeling.
Tell you the truth, everyone deserves that feeling. Every single person should be happy with what they do. I know I am, which is one reason I'm my goofy/joking self. So work towards your dream job, because you deserve to be happy.