I Hate My Job


I really do. It’s to the point where I’m just a mindless drone for 8 hours a day. I show up at 8, then just zone out until around 3, when I then think to myself, “this is gonna be the longest 90 minutes of my life”. Not even realizing that I said the same thing at the same time yesterday…and the day before, and the day before that. It’s kinda like that Bill Murray movie Groundhog Day, except I don’t get to flip out and start doing what I want, when I want, without repercussions. Instead, I have to do little things that no one knows about for my own little giggles. Childish ? Yes, but it’s all I have right now. Making things worse, I feel stuck because there are very few opportunities available right now, and with almost 700,000 people being laid off/fired in February alone, competition for those few spots is ridiculous. So, do I: A. Go back to slangin dope, or should I B. Maintain and try to cope? Ok, so I never really pushed weight, but the way things are going right now, I may have to resort to doing something I really don’t want just to escape…nah, never that. The key is to stay focused, and to not allow these small bumps to control me.

“If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.”

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One response

  1. You can always sell your body 🙂

    I definitely appreciated that video. When I saw the title of the post, I thought of the Cam’ron song but this is much better! I probably shouldn’t watch this video at work though…

    March 9, 2009 at 7:19 pm

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