Curse you trash collector man!

What’s the deal? There was a massive rain storm last night so I did us all a favor and kept the trash in the garage instead of putting it out to the curb where it would blow all over the street and down the rain gutter. I was looking out for you. And how do you repay me? You show up 30 minutes and don’t take away any of my stinky trash. And I really needed you this time. There is something foul in that bin and I’m not looking to see what it is. I opened the lid to get rid of the last of the kitchen trash and was consumed by some toxic odor. It’s just not fair that you show up early and leave me with this mess. Ok, sure I made it, but that doesn’t mean I want it hanging around here anymore.

Packing it up

Yep, it’s time to move on. I had enough of this shit. I’ve started packing up my office and taking things home. I’m not going to work for a damn liar and backstabber. Our boss is just making crap up now to cover his own ass. He’s been caught not doing his job. He’s been caught multiple lies. And it’s completely known to the upper managers that he’s not been out of the loop for months. Of course now he’s pissed off at us and is looking for ways to get back at us. I’m not sticking around for that. I’m tired of the glares and stupid looks he’s giving. And I’m not the only one. He’s pretty much pissed off everyone at this point. I have no idea where I’m going but it’s away from here.

We may be coming to the end

I think I’ve about had enough. This place is starting to suck. The Boss is making things unbearable. He’s picking fights, giving us the silent treatment, ignoring us and complaining about the work we do. Pick a complaint and stick with it man! This bouncing and back and forth is like watching an 8 year old argue. You don’t make a damn bit of sense. I think it’s time to start looking for greener pastures. I don’t think I can take much more of this shit.