fuck this job.com

What a great, positive weekend I had. Now I'm sitting here on Sunday night, dreading going in tomorrow. The piece of shit terminal manager is back and I just know he will be on my case for every fucking little thing that happens. He is such a piece of shit. I'm actually in with a respectable agency (yeah they actually do exist around here) and I am going to call them and tell them I'm back on the market. At this point I'll take anything over 6 months. I'm so sick of this fuckin job and this rotten to the core company.

I'm just so fucking sick of all the shit. What a meaningless fuckin retarded shit of a job. It makes me ill to my stomach the way things operate. Everyone is out there looking for mistakes, just looking to lynch someone for one little fuck up. Its fucking sick, then you have the chosen ones who avoid blame and pass along to someone else EVEN WHEN THEY FUCKING DESERVE IT. I've been there 18 months and I've seen this one fuckin bitch, a slut who calls in sick twice a month and dresses like a skank even though she is OBESE, get two promotions since then.

Last year there was a stereotypical "welfare-bum" on my softball team. Everyone looked down on him like he was some kind of sub-human being. I kind of liked the guy, he was honest and he had a heart of gold. I wonder if the reason we hate people on welfare is not the stupid assed "our taxes pay for their laziness" excuse, but maybe we are just jealous that they have the fuckin NERVE to live that lifestyle. The guy was collecting his 500 a month and he would work under the table to make ends meet and then some. Sure he had cable and ate junk food but its not a glamorous life.

that is what one of my co-workers said to my supervisor the day she got fired. Its so fuckin true. She smiles at me but I know she's just a jealous paranoid cunt. I'm paranoid too but I have good reason. Its difficult to be an average size woman working with these angry fat bitches, they are always trying to tear you down especially when they realize that you are also intelligent and confident. Why don't you spend less time and energy hating me and haul your fat ass over to the gym?

Iused to hate my job so much. It made me sick to the point I felt like vomiting when I saw my boss walk in (two hours late) every morning. On Sundays, the dread would set in the minute I woke up and I would get maybe an hour's sleep every Sunday night. I loathed the place, the people and my being there. Then the asshole supervisor got canned and I got moved to another position. I was mad at first but it actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise...in a way. I was out of a stressful, sick environment full of fat angry people who hated my guts and best of all I was away from my supervisors. I soon found out that I actually liked the people I worked with. I started to really excel at my job and people commented on seeing me smile all the time at work. It made me pretty complacent, when the anger went so did me searching for something better. I soon became very bored with the job as well. Sometimes there is a ton of work and I have to be really on top of things. A lot of time though, there's barely enough to last me until noon. Since I would rather quit on my own terms than be laid off, I have to stretch many days out. I zone out staring at my computer, look out the window, talk to my co-workers, take extended breaks, talk on the phone with family and friends, pretend to be on the phone with clients...and on and on. I hadn't sent a resume out in months.

Things were looking up awhile back, new boss, new position, new shift. That all came crashing down a couple of weeks ago. My new boss is making her takeover bid so that means firing people and bringing in her friends. I got moved to another position and put on probation for no fucking reason. I've even spoken to my manager(who was on vacation when this happened) who should have the power to reverse these things and he agreed it was unfair but said he couldn't reverse it. What a fucking pussy. I was even having a talk with him the other day about it and I said "well if I had a lawyer look at this..." and he literally started to stutter and shake. I'm being treated like shit because I'm not one of the gang, meaning I'm not 60 pounds overweight, I don't smoke or drink excessively, I don't gossip, and I don't bring my problems to work.

If you take a look at my previous posts I've been pretty tormented by my loser boss. I've been really stressed, never so stressed in my life. Today I found out that he had been arrested for something criminal that was going on at work. I'm not going to get into it for my own privacy reasons but he's most likely gone, even if he is cleared. Everyone is so surprised that he turned out to be a despicable criminal but nothing that piece of shit does would ever surprise me. Actually, I am surprised that he is that dumb. It feels like justice has finally happened and the asshole who ruins everything has gotten his due.

fuck it. I just hate it so much. I got major rude shit today without even doing anything wrong. Even when it was pointed out that it wasn't my fault (no one's fault just a miscommunication) no one would acknowledge it. I've been looking really hard to get out. Something has come up thats been encouraging but I have to keep on looking. I can't stand it anymore, hands shaking and my heart beating up into my brain. Fuck you all you piece of shit bosses.

I hate my fucking job so much. I've started to look for a new job but I fear that its not enough. Everyday that passes makes me angrier and more jaded, I feel like a little piece of my soul is disappearing with each minute I stay in this job. I used to work 8$ an hour bullshit where everyone was in the same boat and there was a lot of anger but it never once got as negative as this. Its getting so bad now that I can't sleep at night, I'm just so filled with worry and dread about the next day and having to face all those assholes. I've even started to have mental lapses and I've gotten myself into shit now. I don't get it, I'm usually a good, efficient worker but my performance is starting to go downhill now.Its like its completely out of my control these days. I just don't know what to do. I've never been so tempted to just walk out and quit in my entire life. I'm thinking I could do that, go on unemployment for the summer and work under the table doing those easy going medical experiments (the ones where they don't give you pills and fucked up diet), but how would that look in my next job interview? really bad. I'm just totally fucking lost now.

which is fucking great news, meaning I only have to deal with him in small doses and I won't have someone breathing down my neck for the better part of the day. Its so great. That Sunday dread has been almost completely lifted, the only thing I'm dreading is my 5:30am wake up, but I'll always dread that bullshit. I'm looking for a new job and I've applied to a couple of places that look ok. Its mostly to keep my sanity but last time I did that I had a new job within 5 days. Wouldn't that be great if it happened again? fuck, telling that fucktard that I'm leaving and then two weeks later never

Yes after eight and a half months I've broken and its time to start looking for a new job in order to keep my sanity. People have been encouraging me for months now to do so. When I left the last shithole one of my friends there (yeah a friend in the workforce...holy shit) said "the best advice I can give you is to never stop looking for a job." I just sorta scoffed thinking I was going somewhere better.
I did go somewhere better, I don't regret it at all for the mere fact that the pay is way better. Despite that I just can't take it anymore. Coming in and facing the stupidity day after day and being made to feel like a piece of shit is just not for me. Not to this degree. Its so fucking hostile its not funny. A lot of times I can laugh at it but sometimes I want to just bash my brains out on the concrete. I think the biggest key to retaining one's sanity is to not stay in a job too long. I was having supper with a friend tonight and he said "some jobs are just like being in jail." fuck yeah. so fucking true. Fuck all this stupidity.

today my supervisor said to me, "yeah you're right. my mistake, sorry." in front of everyone. fuckin scary.

Early in the morning factory whistle blows,
Man rises from bed and puts on his clothes,
Man takes his lunch, walks out in the morning light,
It's the working, the working, just the working life.

Through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain,
I see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain,
Factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life,
The working, the working, just the working life.

End of the day, factory whistle cries,
Men walk through these gates with death in their eyes.
And you just better believe, boy,
somebody's gonna get hurt tonight,
It's the working, the working, just the working life.

So they are kinda renovating the building where I work. Actually just giving it a decent paint job. The guy doing it is one of those competent looking blue collar types so the morons I work with refer to him as "the painter," but in a condescending way. Kinda like they are better than him cause they dress nice and answer phones, even though he probably makes more money than them.
Anyway I go into the lunchroom for my break with Atlas Shrugged in tow. I need a break from the retarded monotony. and I politely ask "the painter" if its ok to sit in there cause it looks like he is about to paint it. He says yes cause he's just painting the door. A couple of minutes later he takes a look at what I'm reading and says "its great, isn't it?" And that starts up this whole conversation first about Ayn Rand and then onto other books and then the school system in general. Turns out we are two university eduacated people not using our brains at work. Makes me think of Rand's concept of the minds going on strike. Not that the dude was smart cause he had a degree, but he also knew his shit.

cause it describes what is wrong with the workforce and society perfectly. While I am by no means an advocate of laissez faire economics the book blew my fuckin mind when I thought about it in everyday working conditions terms. How the rotters rise to the top and the more you work, the more they fuckin take away from you. How everything is based on need, meaning who can whine the loudest. What a fuckin book, whatta fuckin idea. From the great industrialists to the sweepers its all about pride in your work and fucking virtue. I wish we could all go on strike and leave the world to the looters to fuck up.