Friend or foe?

Foreword: The following post is not meant to be some kind of pathetic excuse or justification, by any means at all. It is just my POV, based on things that have happened to me in the last few days.

OK. Where to begin...?
1) Some believe that I got the promotion because I kissed the right ass. Wrong. All I did, was tell my boss that I was interested in the position and feel that I can do the job right. I specifically requested an evaluation (as I was expecting this tidal-wave of "love"), to be able to prove why I should be considered for the job.

2) Contrary to popular belief, the new job did not bring me a shitload of money. The salary is 10% bigger than before, which is still less than some of my fellow colleagues earn. Stop kidding yourself, if money were my primary interest, then I would have been the dumbest person alive to apply for this job. I did it for the upcoming trips abroad, which may not come so soon.

3) It is true that there are some benefits, such as the notebook and the work cell phone, I have received. This job also comes with quite some responsibilities.
(For example: if on the old job, something went wrong, the whole team would have been blamed; on the new job, I take all the blame and am accountable for all the losses the company suffers, because of my decisions).

4) The schedule. If before I had fixed working hours, now I come when I am required and leave when I can (when all my tasks are completed). It's not all milk and honey.
Oh, and not to mention that I have to attend a bunch of weekly meetings, that prove to be tiring.

5) If you are mislead into thinking that the "manager" part of the job name, has anything to do with an actual boss, you are so wrong (see the edit on the previous post). I am not a team leader, no people are under my command and I have little or no influence in the decisions that my (new) boss makes.
So, my dear colleagues... I am doing exactly the same job as before, just that now I am doing it for different people, with bigger attitude problems and higher demands.

I could keep on writing, as the night is young, but I am to tired and my nervous system is telling me to put an end to this madness here. The end.


I really would like to "hear" your take on this. Please leave a comment.