I'm so close to quitting
Mar. 23rd, 2004 09:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrSeriously. There's just nothing anymore that makes me want to stay. And the latest indignity just annoys me more - I've worked too long and too hard to be ordered to wave a sign at the dipshit motorists. I'm sorry, I've earned the right to not be made to do it. Maybe that sounds childish, but reallys it's just one more thing that makes me sick of the place.
I want a job I can enjoy. I'm sick sick sick of feeling fucking defeated everytime I finish up. Not to mention it affects every other aspect of my life. Even money isn't enough anymore, I think I'd rather be abjectly poor that put up with this place much longer. Becca is the only reason I haven't killed them all yet. I think the feeling is mutual; when one of us goes, we both go (and they'll all go tumbling after, just wait and see).
Now I want a shower, tea, and maybe then I'll feel like eating.
I want a job I can enjoy. I'm sick sick sick of feeling fucking defeated everytime I finish up. Not to mention it affects every other aspect of my life. Even money isn't enough anymore, I think I'd rather be abjectly poor that put up with this place much longer. Becca is the only reason I haven't killed them all yet. I think the feeling is mutual; when one of us goes, we both go (and they'll all go tumbling after, just wait and see).
Now I want a shower, tea, and maybe then I'll feel like eating.
