Where Laughter Meets Lunacy

I can’t figure out how to get the time stamp on my posts, there has to be a way…

Yup.

So, I haven’t really posted here in a while. Partly because no one reads this, partly because I’ve been addicted to Facebook…

But just to keep no one updated here is how things have been going.

I have a job that pays good and has great benefits, and also happens to suck so much monkey nuts that I have had to go on multiple medications, see a counselor, lose weight, and cry before work half the time. Yep, IT FUCKING SUCKS ASS!! The job itself wouldn’t be so bad if the company didn’t put so much pressure on the employees as far as metrics and “numbers” go. Customer service means you take care of the customer and do what’s best for them while also looking out for the company right? Well, not so much here. Nothing you do is ever good enough here and even when you get told about something you do right there seems to always be a “but…” that follows so shoot your self esteem right back down to the ground before it evens makes it completely off. I now have one more day left in my work week and it’s currently not even 4pm yet but I have brought an entire bottle of wine and a plastic cup up to my cave and currently my hands are tingling from alcohol. I probably should have eaten something first. I also probably should not really be drinking according to my Rx bottle but I don’t know what else to do at this point. I have never been so unhappy at a job ever, and didn’t know it was even possible to feel this bad about your job. Thanks for that, jackasses! Time to pour some more wine…

Not that it matters because no one (besides spamming bots) really reads this but I have disabled comments for the time being because I am tired of getting 10 e-mails a day with links to Viagra adds and other BS of the like.

P.S. I freaking hate the hell out of my job and would rather clean toilets with no gloves. And for me, that’s saying a lot.

The End.