Major, major depression this evening. Had another talk with the VP at work. Outlined how I’m doing the work of two directors and picking up the slack for other PR people, etc. etc. He turned it around and explained how he’s doing things for departments not under his jurisdiction. I smiled and nodded and said I understand. Inside, however, I was thinking about his VP salary and how my salary is barely more than the Web designer who has no college credit hours at all.
Just before that I got some writing news I wasn’t at all happy about. I’m not going to go into that here. Not now. Just suffice it to say that it was depressing and disturbing. Left me in a real funk, wondering why I even bother.