fuck this job.com

We know the feeling. As if we actually have capitalism in this country anyways.

what kind of job? what company? what seems to be the problem?

Biggest problem is, people think they are working because they need money. Fact is, they are working so the company makes money. You are just a tool, a battery, like in that Matrix movie. Hell, I would not be surprised if that was the truth, if we are in some kind of Bill Gates created software program like in the Matrix.
New corporate motto: Do MORE with LESS!!!! MORE hours, MORE work, MORE revenue, MORE profit, MORE money, LESS workers, LESS benefits, LESS salary, = MORE for the big cheezes that don't do jack shit.

Wally

Thanks, that is so fucking poetic I may print it on a tee shirt!

p.s. All of my rants are written on the company computer while on the clock! They can FUCK OFF!!! I don't care, they treat me like dogshit. This is the only bit of happiness I get throughout my work day.... well this, checking my email, going on myspace, playing tetris.....

Love you guys!
:) Me

Now that you've found your way here, vent away. We're all the bastard children pawns of this donkey show called free market economy. It's the most successful feat of social engineering so far, outlasted fascism and socialism thrice over. This site beats anitdepressants we can't afford even WITH insurance... Keep it evil...

Fireing my friend
But I come back again and again
I just can't pretend
One more step and I'll start to bend

You try and live
And God says no

We go on our way
Just waiting for that lucky day
I tried every way
Just so that God can blow me away

I need some love
To start the show
But ask just once
And God says no

A lot of dust slides through my head
Scary thoughts like wishing we were dead
You won't get caught if you don't get queer
And you'll be ready for a new frontier

It's good to be bad
It's the best time you'll ever have
What the hell is this ultra sad
Pray for your cool and work on that ass

You learn too much
You'll never know
Just start to laugh
And God says no

A point of life flies through my head
A scary thought like I was someone else
And don't get lost now and show no fear
And you'll be ready for a new frontier

A lot of dust slides through my head
And scary thoughts like wishing we were dead
You won't get caught if you don't get queer
And you'll be ready for a new frontier
For a new frontier

(Monster Magnet: God Says No!)

Hehehehe, I like that. So T Rex went on vacation for a week and it was a week of sheer heaven. Not hearing his loudmouthed fucking old raspy voice. He is either complaining or singing. We figured out he sings just to annoy us, so we ignore him.

Oh, by the way along the lines of keeping it evil, everyday T Rex was gone I prayed that he would die in a fiery car crash. Alas, my prayers were not answered.

I hate work -- any job. I cannot wait until I can QUIT and do absolutely nothing all day every day. Just a little while longer, then I am OUTTA HERE.