Apr 28, 2010 02:05
Beep Beep. Insert paycheck, receive samples.
Beep Beep. Pretend to follow conversations. Beep. Bite down opinions. Beep beep. Eat lunch at home instead. Boop.
"You can't be a real adult until you hate your job, so at least you've got that going for you!" The thing is I don't hate my job, I hate that my job consists of the same 6 or seven motions of my arms every day without even a thought. I don't even have to think about it any more, and once I'm not thinking then I stop caring.
Really, what gets me down easily like this is receiving rejection letters from companies concerning jobs I am ACTUALLY QUALIFIED FOR telling me that I am obviously not qualified and there are no jobs for me with their company. Yea, okay, like a pharmaceutical company staffing agency has no jobs for a freshly graduated chemical engineer. Maybe not for EVERY fresh grad, but at least one. ugh.
And, since we are still doing this back and forth, I find that everyone is full of shit at least some point in their life, but most of them weren't trying. Also, I imagine that you either don't care or that you still hold a grudge. I like to think I'm different now, but then again who fucking knows.