This is it...waiting for the next call...like a monkey. No hopes, no dreams. I think it is time to find a career, not a job. To do something that I actually want to do and do not consider calling in sick everyday of the year. Working for these big companies with the politics involved is not for me. No matter how qualified I am or how hard I try, I will never progress here. I am a robot, talking about the same shit everyday. I feel like I am consumed by this rat race, going to work for the man, to hopefully have enough money one day to travel and enjoy myself. I feel like picking up and starting over....somewhere hot!!! I don't even know what to say, what a gay day. Send me somewhere warm so I can get drunk and black out on a beach and make out with a seal.
Spadagucci Out!!!
hahahhahaha......this made me laugh....not that is funny how you feel.....but writing it down someplace helps!.....good start.....though making out with a seal might be a little bit sloppy no?!
ReplyDeletebig juicy lips....yah, might get messy. good story to share around the camp fire though
ReplyDelete