the double edged sword of massive paranoia
i like the idea that people say nice things about me when I'm not around, so I think about that occasionally.
I hate the idea that people are saying one thing to my face and trashing me behind my back. I live in constant fear that this is going on.
I can't have one without the other. it sucks.
in other news, some assholes got arrested in the parking lot at work today. they had evidently done something with a weapon, and there were all these cops surrounding their car with like assault rifles and whatnot. then, after the two people in the car had been arrested, the cops pulled a toddler out of the back seat. poor kid. this woman who had been in the store shopping for records by They Might Be Giants and The Pixies took one of her own babies stuffed animals out of her car and gave it to the poor crying kid who started clinging to it like it was a life preserver. So strange how the worst in people so often brings out the best, and how everything you love and hate about humanity can get tossed together in such a small and at the same time unbelievably profound way. I think I'm going to have the image of that kid with the little yellow stuffed bunny with me for the rest of my life.
also, I was late for work today. reasons beyond my control. my boss gave me a hard time about and I basically walked away from him. He told me later that it didn't really matter that I called. The next time I know I'm going to be late for work, I'm not going to bother.
I fucking hate my job, and I hate working for people with no people skills and no understanding of what it takes to be a leader.
I hate the idea that people are saying one thing to my face and trashing me behind my back. I live in constant fear that this is going on.
I can't have one without the other. it sucks.
in other news, some assholes got arrested in the parking lot at work today. they had evidently done something with a weapon, and there were all these cops surrounding their car with like assault rifles and whatnot. then, after the two people in the car had been arrested, the cops pulled a toddler out of the back seat. poor kid. this woman who had been in the store shopping for records by They Might Be Giants and The Pixies took one of her own babies stuffed animals out of her car and gave it to the poor crying kid who started clinging to it like it was a life preserver. So strange how the worst in people so often brings out the best, and how everything you love and hate about humanity can get tossed together in such a small and at the same time unbelievably profound way. I think I'm going to have the image of that kid with the little yellow stuffed bunny with me for the rest of my life.
also, I was late for work today. reasons beyond my control. my boss gave me a hard time about and I basically walked away from him. He told me later that it didn't really matter that I called. The next time I know I'm going to be late for work, I'm not going to bother.
I fucking hate my job, and I hate working for people with no people skills and no understanding of what it takes to be a leader.