I've about had it at my work. I'm sick of the bullshit.
Yeah, I hear you: "There's bullshit no matter where you go", said in a snide, all-knowing voice.
Well, duh! I know there's bullshit wherever you go and wherever you work because, chances are, I've worked there, too!
I've had a lot of jobs in my life..... a LOT of jobs.... too fecking many to count.... and trust me, the one I have now......
TOPS. THEM. ALL!
It's time, me thinks, to go back on the Road.
I just spent 2 hours filling out apps, hoping that one of them sticks. It won't be the one that I really want -- I don't have enough OTR experience for that one -- but if all works out, after just a few months, I will get it.
I should tell you a little of why I feel this way about my sucktastic job but whenever I sit down to do just that, words fail me.
Feckin' words.
Enough for now. I'm going to bed early tonight and see if I can forget how to breathe.
Heh.
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I recommend LOTS of beer to help ease the pain :-)
ReplyDeleteOf course, that's my solution to EVERYTHING...
Luck to ya, Wes...
ReplyDeleteAnd you can just forget about trying to forget how to breathe.