Jun 02, 2006 06:36
Bronchitis is here again. I was up coughing half the night when I should have been sleeping. Crystal wants me to see a Dr. but I say it will get better on its own. Sooner or later I am going to have to start taking better care of myself. I still like beer and an occasional smoke.
Right now I am drinking a cup of hot coffee and that is making me feel better. I wish I had a job where I didn't have to talk all day. Sometimes I feel that I am losing my breath at work. To paraphrase Kareem: "Live for Job? No, I guess you could say I exist at Job," "I am a soldier hired for service and I will perform that service well. Job has given me a good life, but this job has nothing to do with my roots. There's no common ground."
I look every day for job post but being that my job is a popularity contest if you are not a kiss ass or pretty(boy or girl)then you are stuck. I have been the best in my department for the last year and a half and have watched so many others with less talent get promoted. It sickens me. I suppose that is one of the many problems of the company and why they are ranked by doctors as the worst at paying claims. I am a hired gun and will continue to strive to be the best. If only picking horses was more profitable. Saratoga is only a month and a half away. I can dream of te pick 6 that when I hit it will change my life. I know it will come sooner or later.
Time to go to work and put on my happy face. Of course my happy face usually fades within the first hour of being there.
Good news today is Friday.
Tonight beer.........