I can say, without hyperbole, that this has been the longest day in the history of long days. Okay, maybe just a little bit of hyperbole...
I work for a great company, and I really enjoy my job. Over the years I have heard countless complaints about the management and I've thought, "How odd - I think the management here is just dandy." Well, it turns out I am just a slow learner. All things considered, I suppose I should just consider myself very fortunate that I am not required to respect everyone that I work for - for now I am just going to satisfy myself with that fact. I mean, working for the devil in carnate is really not all that bad when your job is as neat as mine - right? Or maybe that's just the anxiety medication talking.
I will just save up for that day when I am rich and I can quit my job and go get my nose pierced and bake pies all day. Save for it, but not hold my breath or anything - I am a big fan of not dying.
So what if I have worked here for four years and been the worlds biggest team player / tool imaginable? Seriously, am I supposed to expect that such a lengthy tenure of being a consistently hard-working and reliable employee would earn me any sort of respect or additional consideration?
HA!
Naiveté, my friends, naiveté.
Have a great weekend!
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