I've got a supremely cushy job, so I know it's stupid to complain, but my god do I fucking hate it.

Nobody knows how to do anything, myself included. So I'm pretty sure I'm doing a bad job, but no one knows enough to realize that yet. But at some point the shoe is going to drop, and a ton of very big, very expensive projects are going to be very late. In the meantime most of the job is creating reports for my boss and his boss to show that I'm doing my job, but the metrics they want on the reports don't reflect what the job actually is. And I literally have 20 KPIs that they ask me to measure. It's absolutely insane and deeply unfulfilling.

And they are renovating the offices across campus, so they stuck a bunch of people in to the cubes around me while they do. Last week, I shared an entire floor of 150+ cubicals with two other people. This week, dozens of people are moving in directly around me and drinking up all my K-cups. I could go full remote, but I've been too depressed and anxious to set up my home office.

I'm so in the throes of burnout and just hoping every day that I win the lottery.