im fine until i get to work...

i get up out of bed and i hate it. after a few minutes, im singing, washing up, showering, eating a ridiculously delicious breakfast....

...then drive to work, listening to morning radio. i let the manic crazy suburban idiots pass me because i drive leisurely (the speed limit +2 mph, maximum) and within 10 minutes, i crawl into my cube and log in to the computer.

then...i crash and burn. my back tightens up and kills me. my mood changes. i dont want to be here and i fantasize about walks in a small town, or being anywhere else.

i hate this job. i see no value in it.

a simple rant--- the end.


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Submitted by Teenage_Lobotomy on Wed, 07/30/2008 - 02:58.

Same here. I also tend to not really hate work for awhile then some cunt motherfucker has to remind me exactly why I hate the shit hole to begin with. Oh well, it could be time to hit the job market again. fucking cunts.