Mad... disappointed... hurt.

Today was the lowest point in my professional life. Hopefully getting this out will be therapeutic especially since writing has been my therapy, and continues to be, through the darkest times which happens to be one of those times right now. So, I work for a corporation, forget it, i have to be honest, i work for gap.com and a couple of days ago gap.com celebrated it's 10th birthday. an awesome milestone that i'm truly proud to be a part of. over the last two years and nine months, i put in so many hours, overtime, and on weekends to make this a great place for people to shop for clothes. i created the prototype of what became the zoom feature on our product pages. i was the first one to put our tv ads on our website using flash. i've created so many shops and other marketing content that helped to make gap.com a great and profitable ecommerce site...

my team and i found out that the employees of gap.com had a birthday celebration to thank the employees who've worked hard to get our brand as great as it is. they even got little "plaques/certificates" saying how much their work was appreciated... except for me and my team. and i just found out about this party. we were being pressed about getting things to our production team because of deadlines this morning. after figuring out a really difficult thing they wanted to have on our site, i walked down the paperwork saying that i was done to one of my producers... but when i got down there, the place was empty except for one contractor, who had worked just as hard on the site, but said that she wasn't invited either. production, merchants, and design... all the people that I work with on a daily basis on our website were gone! and we were completely left out. sure you might be saying, wtf are you depressed about. you're sad cuz you didn't get invited to a party? that's not the point, it was the fact that i've busted my ass over these 2+ years to have something to even celebrate and to not be acknowledged as being part of that success pissed me off... and hurt deeply. a dear friend of mine once complemented me on my passion. true, that this passion was displayed in an artistic capacity, but this same passion is what i bring to my job EVERYDAY! i'm passionate about my job, even though geeky as it seems, i, and my team, work our asses off and to be left out for THEIR SUCCESS.

i don't know what to do now. i just don't. what is the price of my pride and work? is this the price of working for a "top" company? how much am i worth? apparently not much to them...