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Everything Burns

Yeah, the fucking patience level for work is almost nil..... its the fucking seventh and the cheques are coming in at fucking 7 pm at night, what kind of ridiclous shit is this, it should be availible at the latest by the afterrnoon and not so people have to wait another fucking buisness day, of course then agian the buisness model at this mickey mouse organization doesnt care about there frontline workers, its about turning a profit and keeping everyones mouth shut in regard to the absenses of things and the lack of any strong contuinity of care, its better to just warehopuse these kids and babysit than actually do anything to improve their quality of life, they are only going to end up in prison or worse anyways, we shouldnt care, im glad i dont do this job for the money but i am getting to the point with this organization as my carreer burns that the money is becoming my only motivation, it would be very easy for me to turn both houses into anarchy by setting the kids off and calling the advocate but of course, id rather keep my job till something better comes along, but i can see the fact that the something better is coming soon.

Current Mood: Pissed Off
It's not about money... it's about sending a message. Everything burns!

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