Ventilation
I've just about had it with my job...seriously, it's ridiculous. The customers I work with are idiot, the people I work with bitch alot, and it seems every time I turn around there's more stuff for me (they seem to forget there are 5 other people who work in my group) to do or I've gone and screwed something up. There's one lady in my group who gripes and gripes that she doesn't have anything to do, but when she actually has to do something, all freakin' hell breaks loose and we'll never hear the end of it. I hate computers, I hate cubicles, I hate my job.
One of these days, I'm opening a flower shop and going to live a pretty, happy life. I've been putting off taking classes to further myself in this field, but not anymore. I downloaded the application, filled it out and chose the class I wanted to start with today. I swear the minute I get out of this hell hole, I'm going down to the school and submitting it.
*sigh*
Much better.
One of these days, I'm opening a flower shop and going to live a pretty, happy life. I've been putting off taking classes to further myself in this field, but not anymore. I downloaded the application, filled it out and chose the class I wanted to start with today. I swear the minute I get out of this hell hole, I'm going down to the school and submitting it.
*sigh*
Much better.