Monday, January 21, 2008

Better Late Than Never


I hesitated to make New Year's Resolutions as they never seem to last very long. Mind you, I do have a laundry list of things I'd like to change, and I plan to, but doing it on January 1st always seemed so arbitrary.

That is why I waited until January 16th to pack in my shitty job. That is right, loyal readers, I am sans employment at the moment. I told my job to shove it. I had planned to wait until after our return from Australia. But, circumstances and assholes conspired against me and forced my hand. That place was looney tunes, and not in a good way. So, I had to leave.

But, despite my fear about not having a job, it is still one of the best decisions I've ever made. When things make you miserable, you have to move on. A little financial strain is worth my sanity.

So, these photos are my homage to another job quitter who saw the light, as I did. May you all get the chance to take this photo one day, it is truly liberating. Long live hope, dreams and bitches everywhere. There is a place for all of us, I promise.

Tuesday, January 08, 2008

I Need an Enabler


One of my favorite shows on TV is American Dad. Busted on for being a Family Guy rip off, I find it not only entertaining, but topical. This week's episode spoke to me on a personal level. The resident alien Roger, was being told to change his ways to be more nice. The quote that said it all for me was this.

"Roger, is being nice killing you?"

"My people need to let our bitchiness out, otherwise it turns to bile and poisons us."

After two bouts of sickness recently, I am beginning to feel like I am being poisoned by my life. The stress, the bullshit, the unmitigated stupidity I am confronted with every day, all of which I must suffer with a smile, is turning my insides to bile. And, it is poisoning me. I really, honest to god, don't know how people do it. All I know is, something has got to change or I am liable to fade faster than my latest hair color. I need help, and hopefully somewhere out there, I will find it. Until then, I need to find someone to tell me it's okay, to tell me that I can let my bitchiness out. Let my freak flag fly. If you are out there, let me know. I'm accepting applications.


Thursday, January 03, 2008

Karma is Not as Much of a Bitch as I Am


Sometimes, I wonder if I have done something very wrong in a past life. My cousin once said we must have been baby-eating dictators or something, as our Karmic life seems terribly out of whack. As an example, there was a woman I worked with that I hated. She gave me stuffed dogs as a secret Santa gift, she didn't pull her weight, and she was really annoying. She finally quit before Thanksgiving. And, give thanks, I did.

Her replacement began work right after Christmas. As cruel fate would have it, she is even worse than the last one. She is slow, annoying and needs her hand held for the simplest of tasks. No amount of explaining seems to sink in and no amount of ignoring her shuts her up. My karma has sent me another albatross to replace the old clunker that used to be around my neck.

Now, I'm the first to admit, I'm a bitch. I'm not very nice, it seems, and if I don't like you, you'll know it in about 3 seconds. But, for the most part, I do what every one does. I hide my true feelings and muddle through. But, this woman is about 30 seconds away from a punch to the face. I can't deal with her and I am actively searching for ways out of my job from hell. I was hoping to hold on until May, take my three week jaunt to Oz, come back and quit. But, this whore is forcing my hand. To really top the cake with an big scoop of irony, she lives right down the street from me. How's that for bad Karma? Next thing you know, she'll want to car pool.

So, I guess I better go build some houses for the poor, go green or vote democrat to get my karma back on line. I need some good stuff now more than ever. And, pray for this woman, or she might just find herself with an Inky knuckle sandwich.