I hate my job. No seriously. Hate it. I can't stand working there. I hate that I am their monkey bitch and that I have next to no good options for another job. I want to start looking into working at a hospital, but then I have the problem of not seeing Ralph as much because if he's working RGIS hours and I'm working real people hours...then...ugh. Plus the hours are good, and by that I mean the hours are terrible but the fact that I get overtime frequently is good. The thing is that if I get one more promotion I'll be making serious money, and so I'm at a loss. If I quit then I have to start over some place new and probably take a serious pay cut. That bites. But then maybe I'd get regular sleep and not have to deal with children like Nitin, but then... isn't there always a problem person at work? So why not deal with the problem you know as appose to a problem you don't?
Does this make any sense? No? Ok. Well alright then.
Screw you hippies...I'm going home.
Kicky La'Roue
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