Entries categorized as ‘rant’
Another attempt to flip things into the positive.
I hate that in a panic to find baby carrots for the boss, I find myself screaming expletive-laden exclamations in my head directed to PERFECTLY NICE PEOPLE who are just not in the same retarded rush that I’m in.
I know what I’m worth and I’m definitely not paid well enough to “run, or trot” (i’m given the prerogative? wonderful!) for such tedium.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Categories: daily life · rant
Tagged: the job
This is definitely a sign that I’m either
a) Not getting enough sleep
b) Stressed from work & coworkers
c) Unhappy with my position / career / career path / TITLE
d) Going through separation anxiety from not seeing the boy
e) Upset & indignant about the situation with my parents
f) Coming down with a cold / sore throat
g) Hating my freezing house and damn commute
h) ALL OF THE ABOVE
Have you ever seen a multiple choice question with 8 possibilities?
PS: ‘H’ is the correct choice
Whine whine whine whine etc.
Categories: crisis · daily life · rant
Tagged: the job, the parents
I’ve been in THIS exec office longer so stop telling me what I need to do and treating me like an underling!
I AM NOT YOUR FU*KING UNDERLING
Seriously, I’m going to start ignoring you from now on. I’m just going to smile and turn away and completely ignore what you say because MOST OF THE TIME, IT’S NOT YOUR BUSINESS AND YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT ANYWAY.
Categories: daily life · rant
Tagged: the job
It’s disappointing to realize that the workplace is exactly like college, which was exactly like high school, which was exactly like grade school. I guess it was naive to hope for anything otherwise, some people really never grow up and others take a while to mature.
I am looking for female colleagues of substance… maybe it’s my stringent ethical / cultural standards, but I’ve found maybe only one coworker I admire and can have a real conversation with, albeit the only thing we talk about is work. What about having a passion for people and things other than yourself? Causes worthy of your time and thought? Stopping to really find out how somebody is doing and not just making MINDLESS smalltalk. If I didn’t hate smalltalk before, I REALLY FUCKING HATE IT NOW.
All the mindless girl talk / jap talk I’m subjected to every day is killing my brain cells. Real issues in the world, what? Hard to believe she’s aware of anything else outside her world of leeching off her parents, fake tanning, shopping shopping shopping, (trying to get slimmer by) working out with her personal trainer, etc. The two-faced social-climbing wannabe-famous saccharine-sweet brown-nosing act isn’t fun to deal with, either. SOMEBODY SAVE ME!
Categories: rant
Tagged: the job
What’s worse than sitting squashed in between two fat people during your morning commute?
Sitting squashed in between two fat people, one of which is HUMMING. WHO THE FU*K hums in an enclosed public space?! Kanye turned up high couldn’t even drown her out. I don’t think it was a matter of volume, but humming is a lower frequency than just conversation? and I guess that makes it more difficult to tune out.
I wanted to tomahawk her.
“You’ve been tomahawked. That’s my show. Tomahawked.” – Peter Griffin
Categories: rant
Tagged: NYC
Taking a shortcut instead of walking the other way, the 90% less efficient route.
Fuck.
I don’t want to be another admin slave that cowers at his every request command.
Categories: rant
Tagged: the job
I am dying for something to do. Not only that, but the corner I sit in is slowly changing from nicely seclusive to what’s excluding me from the group. Why would they set up the seating arrangement like this? Frustrating.
“Awww, come on!!!” – Job Bluth
Categories: rant
Tagged: the job
If your ass does not fit into the space on the subway seat, then don’t even try to parallel-park it in. You wouldn’t attempt to squeeze your Escalade into a spot for a Minicooper, would you? I loved the look the afam woman next to me gave her, that one-eyebrow-raised you-crazyass-white-lady look.
“He kicked him in da penith.”
It’s Wednesday but feels like Thursday because I came in Sunday. Not. Awesome.
Categories: rant