I'm feeling not too bad again today. Sun is shining, it's Friday....what more could you want? I am however fuckin pissed off at my company. A colleague of mine "has decided to leave" almost 3 weeks after they were off "sick". That was the official line yesterday. Like, he's become so sick that he's decided he should just leave?!?
Fuckin PISH.
You think I'm a fuckin' idiot?
Complete and utter lies. You know, I know sometimes decisions have to be made, cuts here or there. Get rid of him, his face doesn't fit. Fair enough. But, don't fuckin' lie to me. Blatantly lie to me. I knew from the beginning that he'd been fired, told not to tell anyone or he wouldn't be entitled to his measly pay off package. I assumed that in time "The Man" would tell me/my other colleagues that there had been some people let go, cite the recent economic downturn, assure of no further cuts, blah blah blah... But to say that this guy, (and others) "decided to leave" fuckin' grinds on me.
I think I have a pretty good reputation/standing in my company. I don't think I'll ever progress as much as I would like or should because I'm not really willing to play their wee games or to join the "Prick Club". I think that my actions (*see getting completely fuckin' hammered) at various staff events has also ensured that there is a definite ceiling that I won't pass through.
But fuckit, recently I've realised that there is more to life than money. For me that is a fuckin' huge deal. Forever and ever I've wanted to be rich, have a couple of big houses, nice cars etc etc... But right now I'd be happy with enough money to live, spend time with my family and friends and most importantly get rid of this fuckin' bleak outlook I have on life and the world.
I'd love to live by the sea, go fishing for my dinner. Keep chickens, grow veggies. No neighbours for at least 5 miles, and no computers for at least 50 miles. Right now that would be fuckin' ideal. Fuckin' bliss...
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