fuck this job.com

OK, call me crazy, but none of us would be here wasting valuable key stroking time if we weren't royally fucked off at life in general. But, more importantly, spectacularly pissed off at our jobs.

If any of us had the gumption to kick ass and take names, we would be the very people we immortalize here, writing about.
Making legends of the Snidley Whiplashes of bosses, owners and wayward insane co-workers. Why do we let these fucks take up so much of our brain space?

Well, because they control so much of our lives, our time, our emotions, our very being. But only, my friends, because we LET them.

I am tired of whiney bitches. I am tired of manipulative cows. I am tired of being fair. I'm tired of doing the right thing. Because really, the bottom line is, am I any better off financialy? Uh..no. So what do I gain? Ask the questions all the other wastes of skin ask.... What's in it for me??? Huh? What ultimately do I have to gain personally?

On my current track...absolutely nothing. Maybe five or ten years from now, I may make a decent wage, if I compare it to others doing the same job now. But by then, I'll be right where I am now. Doing the right thing, being fair, sucking ass like a wimp and being loyal to something that does not matter to most people, DOES NOT PAY, and holds no rewards. Even emotional ones.

WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING?

Well, obviously, I'm drinking enough liquor. Thats always a good thing. Because if I don't vent this shit out now, it is bound to erupt at work. I go in 8 year cycles. I can tolerate shite for about 8 years and then...I BLOW.

I feel a volcano coming........