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The Last Outlaw.

You have to be fucking kidding me, after all the bullshit that has gone down at my employment and all the games and all the nonsense, some shavetail rookie is calling the fucking ministry over food, look around kid there are far worse problems with the organization than the fact that you dont like the meal choices, and worse yet, fucking guy is stabbing people in the back, including someone i respect and consider a freind, yet still has a fucking job, last time i checked unfounded whistleblowers dont last long, but knowing this organization, fucking guy will end up a supervisior.... i dont like rats, and i like the fact less that even tho youve admitted calling the ministry youve hardly worked 3 shifts, ill tell you one thing, in my group home, if i ever have the dollars and sense to get one, i wont put up with an employee that goes behind my back to the ministry, i dont always play by the rules either, but i dont need to be looking over my back to see if some shithead doesnt like my way of doing buisness that hes gonna call the ministry on me, there are so many other issues at hand that complaining to the goverment about a minor issue with the employer is ridiclous, its called a chain of command for a reason, and obviously you put something down in writing first, and you deal with the board of directors if our douchebag boss isnt listening, no wonder morale sucks, and im not surprised that the office politics at the other place got so bad, seems like the office politics are coming here too...guess thats what happens when you hire anyone with a pulse... up until last night the one positive thing i could say about my shithole of a job was that there were no office politics.... now, not so much... i need out, and i need out soon..

Current Mood: Pissed Off.
Current Music:No More Mr. Nice Guy, Alice cooper.
I fight for no causes but my own, and what I did, I did for no man but myself.

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