fuck this job.com

I only said goodbye to 3 people who worked there. Fuck the rest of them. I slipped out quietly, got in my car, and drove off into the sunset and man - it feels like a great weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

I tried keeping my business quiet, but of course - SOMEHOW, people find out. What I don't understand is how people who never gave a fuck about you at work all of a sudden get pussy-hurt when they find out you're leaving?

Whatever. Of course this one jerk I hated had to give in his 2 cents about me leaving. I stood there, listened, and kept looking at him with a poker face. As predicted, when he realized no one was laughing at his "jokes" he moved on to something (or someone) else. There's one other co-worker in my dept. whose been dealing with this kind of crap for years and he's happy that I'm leaving for my own sake. Matter of fact, me leaving has inspired him to find something better - somewhere he will be treated as a human being at least. Yeah, that's construction for you. Chock full of the most miserable motherfuckers the human species can squeeze out of it's crusty vaginal walls. These drunkard trailer trash hick scumbags don't know anything else and some of them have not done a single thing to better themselves.

Want to hear something funny? I'm not talking about the union laborers, engineers, tradesmen, or workers. I'm talking about these middle management field engineer assholes who think they know everything.

Well, I've got news for you - YOU DON'T KNOW EVERYTHING. NOBODY WILL EVER KNOW EVERYTHING. AND THE NORTH WON THE CIVIL WAR. FUCKING REDNECK.

I've got 4 days off before I start my new job where people are civilized, educated, and at least courteous. I am well-aware that politics exists everywhere as does nepotism, but clandestine office politics I can deal with. Especially after what I've been put through for the last 6 months.

However, I choose to make my old job a positive experience. It did teach me a lot about different personalities (mostly assholes), but I've become a bit more adept at dealing with them. Plus, I can appreciate having my own desk, computer, email, phone, and parking spot from now on.

Yup. Drove my brand new car into the sunset with my middle finger out the window leaving all those miserable pigs in their own shit. Thought they had me trapped. Thought that throwing more money at me would make me stay. Ha.

I win, motherfuckers.