Dramatasical
That's right, I made that word up all by myself, i'm a big boy.
So work is okay, I was recently sick for a bit. I'm surprised because I never get sick. But when I do, it hits me like a bus! >.<
Work has me a bit stressed, though this job is okay, some days I don't even want to go into the office. I feel though this is a pattern I have in every job. If I start to hate it, I just don't want to go in and I make excuses not to, thankfully I haven't had to lie to not go in.
Problem is I have to deal with the same recently-promoted self centered confusing man that used to be my coworker (Who I just found out makes a butt-load more money than me just because he was there for 2 weeks longer). Now he's a supervisor, he talks on the phone in the office, gets through his work "amazingly fast" (read: takes shortcuts). He also doesn't even have a workload himself, I have no idea what he does most of the time.
Next on the list is what I like to call the Emo-hippy. Now I assume many people have the luxury of never meeting a hippy. Take my advice, you're better off never having met one. Now people that are conservationists are great! I love people who care about nature. Don't confuse them with hippies. Hippies are pot-smoking (Sometimes homeless), dirty, "enlightened" flakes that try to show you the light and bring you to their ways. Now i'm fine if you do your own thing, but don't be trying to make me do it too. Now an Emo-hippy is even worse. Think of a hippy, and think of an emo... now put them together, and you get a crying tree-hugger who writes poems about how their iguana left them while using bark to cut down their arm. That's right, my co-worker gets offended seemingly by the verb "to be" in it's present form. If something happens he disagrees with, he challenges you to a drama filled lecuture on Aol Instant Messenger. This man I have ignored for the past three weeks after a major incident and i've gotten word that he's finally noticed our relationship is really bad (Orly, want a cookie smart one? Lay of the bong a bit).
Sorry, I know this entry is filled with ranting... I'll try to write something interesting next time.
So work is okay, I was recently sick for a bit. I'm surprised because I never get sick. But when I do, it hits me like a bus! >.<
Work has me a bit stressed, though this job is okay, some days I don't even want to go into the office. I feel though this is a pattern I have in every job. If I start to hate it, I just don't want to go in and I make excuses not to, thankfully I haven't had to lie to not go in.
Problem is I have to deal with the same recently-promoted self centered confusing man that used to be my coworker (Who I just found out makes a butt-load more money than me just because he was there for 2 weeks longer). Now he's a supervisor, he talks on the phone in the office, gets through his work "amazingly fast" (read: takes shortcuts). He also doesn't even have a workload himself, I have no idea what he does most of the time.
Next on the list is what I like to call the Emo-hippy. Now I assume many people have the luxury of never meeting a hippy. Take my advice, you're better off never having met one. Now people that are conservationists are great! I love people who care about nature. Don't confuse them with hippies. Hippies are pot-smoking (Sometimes homeless), dirty, "enlightened" flakes that try to show you the light and bring you to their ways. Now i'm fine if you do your own thing, but don't be trying to make me do it too. Now an Emo-hippy is even worse. Think of a hippy, and think of an emo... now put them together, and you get a crying tree-hugger who writes poems about how their iguana left them while using bark to cut down their arm. That's right, my co-worker gets offended seemingly by the verb "to be" in it's present form. If something happens he disagrees with, he challenges you to a drama filled lecuture on Aol Instant Messenger. This man I have ignored for the past three weeks after a major incident and i've gotten word that he's finally noticed our relationship is really bad (Orly, want a cookie smart one? Lay of the bong a bit).
Sorry, I know this entry is filled with ranting... I'll try to write something interesting next time.