Monday, April 16, 2007

Help Wanted, Please!

I hate my job. No, I didn't say I hate what I do for a living, I LOVE what I do for a living. I hate my job. No support, no thanks, no communication, nothing but negative. It's hard to make nice when all you do is have demands placed upon you, are second guessed, and are constantly told how
you don't do a good job. Funny, my co-workers, customers, and other associates don't seem to think so.

Allow to also say, that if I had my way, I'd disappear. To say I'm tired of being used by "friends" is the understatement of a lifetime. Disgusted. Today I had someone I've tried extremely hard to be their friend "when you find someone who is my friend, write it down for me." Enough said.

Good night.

1 comment:

Swift Wind said...

Like a bad case of crabs...this too shall pass.