My last (one can only hope!) rant for today will be about my work. Just one of these days, you know…
I’ve been working my ass off at this stupid project of ours for the last half-year or some, but this is not an excuse for complaining, coz I choose to work like this totally voluntarily. And there is no doubt, I enjoy it in general. Just sometimes stress in the office overfills the glass and makes me spill it out…But thinking of it, I would never change for different…I don’t think I ever stayed out of work for longer then few months in my life. And although it is nice to dream of time off and time spend on my gorgeous self, on travels and things that I enjoy doing...I still cannot imagine me sitting home. What the hell am I gonna do with me?...no thank you, but I’d rather be doing useless job for ungrateful people, getting confusing orders from haven't-got-a-clue bosses and trying to please extremely unpleasant clients…for that I insist on my right to make a noise from time to time and scream out my frustration and pull my hair in despair…it is ok, for next day I will be here, smiling, doing useless job for ungrateful people, getting confusing orders from haven't-got-a-clue bosses and trying to please extremely unpleasant clients…
Guess, that just means that today I’ve touched my limit and he hit me back. Ouch…overtired mind readily makes up a dream of getting to bed tonight and waking up Monday’s morning…I suppose, I can sure try
I’ve been working my ass off at this stupid project of ours for the last half-year or some, but this is not an excuse for complaining, coz I choose to work like this totally voluntarily. And there is no doubt, I enjoy it in general. Just sometimes stress in the office overfills the glass and makes me spill it out…But thinking of it, I would never change for different…I don’t think I ever stayed out of work for longer then few months in my life. And although it is nice to dream of time off and time spend on my gorgeous self, on travels and things that I enjoy doing...I still cannot imagine me sitting home. What the hell am I gonna do with me?...no thank you, but I’d rather be doing useless job for ungrateful people, getting confusing orders from haven't-got-a-clue bosses and trying to please extremely unpleasant clients…for that I insist on my right to make a noise from time to time and scream out my frustration and pull my hair in despair…it is ok, for next day I will be here, smiling, doing useless job for ungrateful people, getting confusing orders from haven't-got-a-clue bosses and trying to please extremely unpleasant clients…
Guess, that just means that today I’ve touched my limit and he hit me back. Ouch…overtired mind readily makes up a dream of getting to bed tonight and waking up Monday’s morning…I suppose, I can sure try