My job has turned from enjoyable to just bearable. Yes, I know it's a bad idea to blog about work - but I've got to vent and you guys are really good listeners.

I knew it was too good to be true. I was appreciated and encouraged. There were no rules - just a good work ethic expected. Interesting work with really nice people. I learned a lot. They were very patient with me. They put me on a pedestal. Somehow I've fallen off.

Last week as I was happily working away, the boss asked if he could speak to me. When the door was closed behind us, I knew something was up. He started by saying that he'd sensed a feeling of resentment coming from me. Where this came from, I don't know. I was happy with my job - Liked it even. I tried to put the record straight. I thought that I had.

But the tension didn't go away. Every day since then it's gotten worse. I'm constantly being put on the spot. They demand that I explain all of my actions. I'm constantly being tested and it seems set up to fail. I've been accused of not caring. I don't know where it's all coming from. There's obviously something going on that I don't know about. I have suddenly lost favour in their eyes and I don't have the slightest clue why.

I don't want to quit and I'd hate to be fired. If I knew what to fix, I'd fix it - but all I have to go on is a perceived attitude (which was not even there) and a lecture about finding problems before they become problems and seeing things in different ways. Confused? Yeah - Me too!

I don't want to go in tomorrow. But I will. Maturity isn't all it's cracked up to be.