Zane hates his job. When the economy took a turn, they laid off a bunch of people, and his boss is such a bunghole that several others quit. They're terribly understaffed, so Zane is having to do several things he was expressly told when hired that he wouldn't have to do. He understands that, but his boss sets unrealistic expectations for one person trying to do three person's worth of work, talks down to all of the employees like they are five, and sees nothing wrong with randomly yelling at them for things he actually screwed up. Anyway, I get that Zane is miserable, and I do my absolute best to be supportive, give job searching suggestions, etc., but for the past two days, he has been sending me almost hourly texts about how miserable he is and how angry whatever boss just did made him and how he just wants to quit and how he is about to walk out the door and blah blah blah. I know he's not ACTUALLY going to do it, but it's stressing me to no end anyway. I started crying on the way to my haircut yesterday because he texted me about quitting. My hormones are starting to whack out, and I just can't handle the stress of thinking about trying to live on only my freelance income. ::end vent::
