Well well, it's been a while. But I'm definitely still here.
I would like to take some time today, and talk to all you wonderful folks about the joys of corporations. Now, I suppose you all figure that I would be against corporations, and things of that sort, since I'm generally against anything that involves selling your soul to whoever happens to own the building you're in, but that's simply not the case.
Sorry, what? They're getting paid how much? For being on a hockey team? But I've been here for 4 years. They don't even have any experience! Bullshit!!
I would like to take some time out today to say Fuck Corporations. They are stupid, elitist, bigoted fucking places where you only get ahead if you're in cahoots with the right folk at the right time. And unfortunately for me, I'm not exactly good at getting along with the right crowd. I'm great at getting along with the bad crowd though. Which generally makes life that much more fun, but less financially beneficial. Under most circumstances, I'm O.K. with that. But when the fat fucking bigwigs hire on guys from a hockey team for more money than I make, I begin to get pissed. Like, really pissed. But the shitty side of these things is that, being a part time employee, I never actually see the man in charge, so I have no one to whom I can bitch. And that fucking sucks. Because I feel that if I have a complaint, I should have the right to complain to my hearts content. But when your boss is never at work, what the hell do you do? Just suffer quietly while they play charades with parts of your spirit and soul that you thought had long ago passed away, but in reality they were simply being kept alive in a jar, fed the tiniest morsels that a spirit needs to survive? Things like creativity, inspiration, and other such artsy things. But all you have left to deal with is a sad, sombre state where you can't think of anything new to do or say, and whenever you do, you're told that it's wrong and should not be thought about. Well I say fuck that noise. Even at work you're entitled to doing what you want for as much money as you can trick those venomous fuckers into giving you for all your hard work.
Not sure where I'm taking this one. Oh well, new story.
I've been watching a lot of Westerns on television of late. Like, old westerns, Clint Eastwood, John Wayne, those sorts of guys. And I have to tell you, they're simply fantastic. I don't think anyone should go through life without having seen Clint Eastwood in action. The man's a genius.
My brain is too wandery to do this right now. I'll talk to you guys later.
Baron.
Sorry, what? They're getting paid how much? For being on a hockey team? But I've been here for 4 years. They don't even have any experience! Bullshit!!
I would like to take some time out today to say Fuck Corporations. They are stupid, elitist, bigoted fucking places where you only get ahead if you're in cahoots with the right folk at the right time. And unfortunately for me, I'm not exactly good at getting along with the right crowd. I'm great at getting along with the bad crowd though. Which generally makes life that much more fun, but less financially beneficial. Under most circumstances, I'm O.K. with that. But when the fat fucking bigwigs hire on guys from a hockey team for more money than I make, I begin to get pissed. Like, really pissed. But the shitty side of these things is that, being a part time employee, I never actually see the man in charge, so I have no one to whom I can bitch. And that fucking sucks. Because I feel that if I have a complaint, I should have the right to complain to my hearts content. But when your boss is never at work, what the hell do you do? Just suffer quietly while they play charades with parts of your spirit and soul that you thought had long ago passed away, but in reality they were simply being kept alive in a jar, fed the tiniest morsels that a spirit needs to survive? Things like creativity, inspiration, and other such artsy things. But all you have left to deal with is a sad, sombre state where you can't think of anything new to do or say, and whenever you do, you're told that it's wrong and should not be thought about. Well I say fuck that noise. Even at work you're entitled to doing what you want for as much money as you can trick those venomous fuckers into giving you for all your hard work.
Not sure where I'm taking this one. Oh well, new story.
I've been watching a lot of Westerns on television of late. Like, old westerns, Clint Eastwood, John Wayne, those sorts of guys. And I have to tell you, they're simply fantastic. I don't think anyone should go through life without having seen Clint Eastwood in action. The man's a genius.
My brain is too wandery to do this right now. I'll talk to you guys later.
Baron.