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No More Mr.Nice Guy


where to start? maybe with the irony that it seems that the only person i currently seem to be getting along with in my life is she who shall not be named? it's been an interesting weekend.... there's the whole argument that nearly led to a fucking fist fight with my landlord last night the sooner i find a new fucking place to live the better. i am sick of the abuse and it nearly came to a head last night.... he doesn't know who he's fucking with? then there's all the other fun goodies from the weekend.... like an early morning phone call bitching about me doing something that would have very specifaccaly violates one of my clients rights.... there is getting to be a breaking point with work... i mean i am sick of the internal bullshit and am trying to rise above it but when i am being set up in the crosshairs time and time agian by the same two idiots i'm not happy... I am not happy about the way my clients are treated or the lack of respect given to them. about the only thing i can say i'm happy about the weekend is while i didn't get to take little man out trick or treating i did get to take someone i actually care about and hope to continue to help in making positive choices in his life out for trick or treating instead. that's all this job is supposed to be about not the nonsense and all the socio-political bullshit games people like to play....

Current Mood: Fed Up.
Current Music: Just Dance, Lady Gag Me.

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