Why in the hell do I have to work? I mean, I think that I need to find an actual reason that I have to go daily to a hellish place where I don't think I'm even very well liked. That may actually just be my rampant insecurities and neuroses running rampant, but still.
I did get a promotion at my job today. Same pay, but I now am forced to do a hell of a lot more for my $10/hour. It also involved me moving to a department that has 3 employees and immediately be placed as an overseer type position. Not a supervisor, per se, but a point man that all communication to and from the team rolls through. It's funny, because still, after one day on this new team, I have no idea what we do, so I'm sure they don't resent me in the least.
But on the bright side, I get to go spend a weekend with my ultra-conservative grandmother who will crow about Bush winning the election and probably call me a commie and disown me, yet again. It seems to be her most common quality time activity with me. I've been disowned something like 40 times this year so far. I'm pretty sure it's a record of some sort.
Here's a bit of random thought for you: If, in a fit of rage, you dismantle a nuclear warhead and use the weapons grade plutonium from said warhead to contaminate the drinking water of a third world country and nobody is around....does it make a sound?
I did get a promotion at my job today. Same pay, but I now am forced to do a hell of a lot more for my $10/hour. It also involved me moving to a department that has 3 employees and immediately be placed as an overseer type position. Not a supervisor, per se, but a point man that all communication to and from the team rolls through. It's funny, because still, after one day on this new team, I have no idea what we do, so I'm sure they don't resent me in the least.
But on the bright side, I get to go spend a weekend with my ultra-conservative grandmother who will crow about Bush winning the election and probably call me a commie and disown me, yet again. It seems to be her most common quality time activity with me. I've been disowned something like 40 times this year so far. I'm pretty sure it's a record of some sort.
Here's a bit of random thought for you: If, in a fit of rage, you dismantle a nuclear warhead and use the weapons grade plutonium from said warhead to contaminate the drinking water of a third world country and nobody is around....does it make a sound?
First of all you have to work because you need cash. As much as it sucks we all need cash to live comfortably. Or comfortable enough anyway. Work sucks but that is why they call it work. HA. My advise is go do your job take your paycheck home and everyone else can fuck off.
Why would you want to poison a thirld world country? You sadist.