Sep 18, 2008 23:03
I'm so frustrated because my job is not good enough to live where I live.
and my roommates talk about all the millions of dollars going on at their jobs and how amazing things are and blah blah blah and I don't get it.
my father always taught me about earning your money and getting "real jobs" to work your way up the ladder, but that's what I'm doing! And I'm paying for it (or rather not paying for much of anything). And they're salaried and living the good life. And I'm neck-deep in clothes for donations that we can't take anymore because we have too much for eight hours.
Don't get me wrong, that might be a job I liked at one point but not now that I'm royally fucked.
AND I CAN'T JUST SIT ON MY COUCH AND DRINK SOME WINE AND JUST TURN MY BRAIN OFF WITH SOME SOUTH PARK because they have to talk about how GODDAMN SWEET THEIR LIVES ARE and ALSO COMPLAIN ABOUT HOW HARD IT IS TO SIT AROUND IN A NICE OFFICE DOWNTOWN ALL DAY IN FRONT OF THE TV. And even if I go into my room to go to sleep, I'll be able to hear them.
I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW THIS IS NOT A PRODUCTIVE ATTITUDE.