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fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck

oh yeah, it's THAT bad...

TO EVERYONE AT MY JOB: I AM NOT THE STAFF PHOTOGRAPHER. I AM THE COMPUTER TEACHER AND THE TECH PROGRAM COORDINATOR. MY JOB IS TO TEACH PEOPLE AND MAKE THE TECH PROGRAM BETTER. DO NOT INTERRUPT MY CLASS TO ASK ME ABOUT BATTERIES FOR A CAMERA. DO NOT HAVE THREE DIFFERENT PEOPLE ASK ME EVERY DAY THIS WEEK ABOUT GETTING THE CAMERA FRIDAY MORNING OR TRYING TO GRAB IT WHEN I NEEDED IT FOR THURSDAY AFTERNOON. THIS ISN'T OFFICE SPACE WITH EIGHT DIFFERENT BOSSES AND TPS REPORTS. NONE OF YOU ARE MY BOSS. AND IT'S NOT FUNNY TO MAKE LIGHT OF ANY OF THIS. THAT JUST PISSES ME OFF MORE AND NOT WANT TO HELP YOU IN ANY WAY.

and if anyone else asks me about a camera today, i'm going to go ballistic and yell "fuck off"....seriously. i've been in a bad fuckin' mood all week and this shit ain't helping. i thought it was bad enough that some weirdo old guy started going off on me and a coworker yesterday at the bus stop because we "work at the community center and think you're better than everyone else." uh, yeah...i make crap wages and put up with no budget and insanity all the time just because i want to teach and help people, but that makes me think i'm better than everyone else. a big FUCK YOU to that guy and generally everyone in south philly.

i'm going to hurt or kill today, i just know it.

current mood: way-over-the-top pissed off
current song: "something against you" by the pixies

1 responses to “fuckity-fuck-fuck-fuck”

  1. # Anonymous Anonymous

    sending love...sunday will be here soon and we can all relax and have coffee and tea and niceties.  

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