GAWD I fucking hate this job.
Every time BEAAATCH in accounting has one of her freakout math moments she sends an email to everyone and their dog and they all look at me like "what?" and I'm like "what? what the eff is she even talking about?" and I'm so damn tired of this place.
My job shouldn't be sending me into anxiety attacks every single day, I shouldn't want to throw up before I come in, morale shouldn't be so bad that everyone is walking around on eggshells so as not to upset management but knowing they won't make decent money at any similar job, we all shouldn't be saying 'yes massa no massa" and that phrase didn't come from me it came from Af-Am cow orkers.
There's more to life, isn't there?
Where? Where do I get the lucky I don't have to work agenda? DId I miss a memo? Did I hold my head wrong?
Seriously, I'm so tired of it.
