Thanks Uniquely-Ironic for letting me let off steam!
I was just led here by circumstances.
I never used to cuss so much until this job, but now I hear it all day, and feel the pressure all day, so when I come home and try to relax this is how it goes:
I can't get the door of my truck to stay open long enough to get in. "Screw you!"
I can't get out into traffic because of oncomming cars. "Get the F out of my way!"
I can't get my crap out of my truck in one smooth load. "F. U. coffee cup!"
I can't get in the door. My hands are full. I'm tired. I hate my job. "Screw this!"
I can't get my internet to work right. "Go to hell, you fricken' whore."
I have never cursed so much since I started working where that's all I hear all day, and now I am feeling it, too.
Stuck where I am for now, but "F-It." Maybe I will find something else later when I get the fricken energy to look. I keep hoping the building will burn down!
Or maybe I will just learn to follow suit and burn a fricken j like they do there.
As long as I don't do the other thing they do there. Don't even ask what that is!
(but as a hint, like on "Golden Girls" I am not "Lebanese.")
Not fricken yet, anyway......
The pods are reaching for the weak and unaware.....
