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Cage Fighting.

Who in the blue hell thinks its a good fucking idea to have a unstable child that is prone to running away in a fucking MMA class, you know theres no fucking anger issues there at all... this is yet another fucking idication of the lack of clear fucking thinking with this organization, i am getting so fed up with, i mean this wont ever becomne an issue if hes caught creating maces with razorblades and duct tape agian will it... its so fucking shortsighted, i really feel for my own personal safety i need to find something else to do with my life i am even considering taking disabilty leave just to fucking deal with shit...its very shortsighted and a lack of of concern for personal safety for the employees, i really dont think Im going to end up leaving this group home alive at this rate and fgiven the lack of concern for saftey here i dont want to end up a fucking fatality.

Current Mood: Pissed Off
The safety and happiness of society are the objects at which all political institutions aim, and to which all such institutions must be sacrificed

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