Self-guided therapy tour, random observations, social commentary, and some compelling evidence that I need a hobby.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Junk Mail
This is filler, junk mail until I come here again with more intention and less anger. I've been so intensely angry the last few days that I can't even have a normal conversation without descending into a tirade of expletives and empty threats. I am outraged and exhausted with rage. I want incompetence to be punishable by death. I want people to feel they are literally taking their own life into their hands when they are fucking with the substance of other people's lives. But who would want to work for government then, right? Where would we be without a disenfranchised and disinterested clerk at the DMV, Social Services, every other government office we need to navigate the hoops we are charged with jumping through if we want to be law abiding citizens? Complete and utter bullshit. Instead of thinking about the holidays, I'm busy adding people to my 'dead to me (and kind of wish they didn't exist)' list. Open letter to the unethical fuckers I'm dealing with right now: In my version of It's a Wonderful Life, people would be getting paid, no one would arbitrarily dick around with my money and a competent person would be doing this job instead of you. Every time a bell rang, another incompetent person would be replaced by a competent one. It would be a wonderful life indeed. You would be homeless and yours would not be a sad story of a person down on their luck, you would very much deserve your station in life because you are not smart and you lack moral conviction and common sense. You are awful. Just awful.
I feel I am really really close to completely flipping my shit at work...baby Jesus help me.
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Oh damn! Dont know who's on the receiving end of that tirade, but...they can go it alone!!!
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