July 11, 2002 - 3:41 P.M. CT.

I so hate my job. I work with annoying people who for some reason never talk to anyone anymore (gone are the happy- go- lucky people I once worked with), I can never get 8 hours (unless I sleep 4 of the 8 hours!), and in the end, my job just completely sucks. I'd rather be selling roses in the middle of the street like thos crazy mexicans in the movies. That would be heaven compared to this shit. I don't like to whine, but good God, can I catch a break just once please? This is what life is? Work, go to sleep...do nothing the next day, because you know in 6 hours you have to go BACK to work and do it all over again? Then you have to make time for eating, showering and such, and actually driving to work. Then you have to go pay bills, make phone calls to deal with shit, whatever...point is- life is nothing but an annoying cycle centered around a piece of shit job no one in their right mind would do for free...as in, it's surely not something that is remotely enjoyable. I'd rather sit at home and watch golf on tv (which is beyond boring) than go to work. I could go to college, but for what? To get a job I still hate and still not have enough money to pay the bills? What great choices we humans have! Anyhow...

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