I need…
a new (expletive deleted) job.
I need a job that I don’t HATE going to. I need a job that I enjoy enough to get up and go to, rather than lay in bed for an extra 20 minutes wanting nothing more than to be able to get up and NOT go to my job. I need a job that once I arrive, I don’t feel the need to hop on this blog and start bitching about it. I need a job where the people who work there GET ALONG, where there isn’t non-stop backstabbing and complaining and nitpicking and whining. I need a job where the majority of the people who show up for services appreciate what you do and don’t glare at you for doing your job. I need a job where everyone respects everyone enough to complain to the person they have a problem with, rather than to everyone else. I need a job that doesn’t degrade my generally optimistic view of humanity to the point of hatred.
Because I hate feeling like this, I hate telling coworkers to complain to the boss rather than me, I hate not being able to get any work done during the day, I hate not being able to hang out with friends because I’ve got to work.
I need a new job where the benefits outweigh the limitations.