Skip to main content

Angel of Death.

I am getting to that fucking point agian with work where the bullshit is overwhelming, there is no fucking point to an early morning argument about overtime, when you are taking fucking one shift a week away from me why the fuck are we arguing about overtime, wait, maybe its so you can justify hiring someone else and laying me off agian, this job feels like a fucking concentration camp, Im a fucking prisoner, after the week I have had I no longer need this shit, its time for more hardcore job and soul searching and i need to decide what benefits me in the long run this job or being on disabilty, i cant have a lack of a future in my carrer, im too old for this shit, when i cant see tommorow at this job, yet i know that a year from now, if im working for these fucking morons ill be doing the exact same thing and not really helping anyone, i couldnt not belive that he said that they were legally required to pay me overtime and that they should be paying me overtime, newsflash, i work overtime all the time and you fucking morons refuse to pay it, and me out of some misguided version of loyalty keeps my mouth shut and just choose to fear for my fucking job...did i mention you want me to do 3 hours of unpaid training right after a midnight shift, when Im fucking exhausted, theres no foresight here, no accountability, and no compassion, when the levee finally breaks, there's a good chance some phone calls will be made, because Im sick of this shit, and it shows how little the level of care these kids are getting.

Current Mood: Pissed Off.
The worst-tempered people I've ever met were people who knew they were wrong.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Cowabunga.

Back to the job search i go... not really anything to do right now but play turtles smash up and watch tv so i decided to wander downtown and look for a job. I am feeling really good at the moment and trying to ride this positive feeling as long as it lasts and not let anything get me down. Current Mood: Positive. Perseverance is not a long race; it is many short races one after another.
Post a Comment
Read more

The Threat.

I an not a nice person. I am not polite or nice. I am scary and intimidating and I draw power from that fact.  You fuck with the people I love and hurt them, I’m going to damage you in kind. I want people afraid of me. It means I’m respected. It means you’re intimidated. I would rather be horrifying damaged and leave with nothing if it gives me the power and the freedom to protect my friend’s and family.  Keep in mind a man with nothing to lose once had everything slip thru his fingers. And I have no fucking problem being a threat, to you, to my enemies, to society. You name it. I simply don’t care. The best defence has always been to confront and attack whatever the source of the problem. It hasn’t always brought me victory but at some point it’s brought me peace knowing that I’ve never backed down or done anything to hurt anyone. Just responded to what has happened to me and the ones I love. You don’t want to be my enemy. It’s a bad place to be. And once you are marked as su...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Remedy

I am reminded when I need someone how truly alone I am in this world. Because for as much as I am the constant and the shoulder to cry on. The same respect isn’t accorded to me, obviously. It hasn’t been in years. This is why I have never and will never need you. I don’t need anyone. Especially when I am fucking hurting over a lost freind.  I hurt, I get to do that. I’m fine with that. I process and move on. I spend a couple days where I block out the world and keep going but I’m fine.  I don’t accord anyone I don’t trust or respect the time of day. It’s not about who it is. I’ll willing burn a bridge im fucking standing on if it means I take you with me if I see you as my enemy.  I’m on a quest for peace, anything that gets in the way of that or causes turmoil in my life can get the fuck out of my way or become ash, because I will go the fuck thru you. Affect my responsibilities in my life, I will accord the same respect you do to them, I don’t mind being a blunt instrum...
Post a Comment
Read more