El Feo Kern: just got word...
... I will not have a job when i get back from Europe.
They denied my request for leave, so I have put in my notice (going to hang out with Jason for the first time in 3 months is just a weeeeeeee bit more important to me than this "job")
it's no lie, seeking employment sucks... especially for someone as "distinct" as myself.
It is for the better though. This place is literally eating away at my soul (I wish I could say that it's an exaggeration, but it isnt) and everyone i speak with on a regular basis knows this... since i have a tendency to bitch and moan like a old and busted has-been movie star that was never really famous in the first place (odd analogy, but works in my mind).
I will however miss alot of the people i work with (3yrs with the same group will do that to ya), but they prolly wont miss me - so it works out for everybody!
I dont think i'm gonna go for another tech job when i get back either
I think im gonna move to the country, get a job at wal-mart, get married, pop out some kids (thats gonna hurt) and then ultimately get dismembered by some heavy machinery because i forgot to button my flannel.
*straight face, monitone voice*wow... that sounds like a plan.*/straight face, monitone voice*
*sigh*
*EDIT*
now that i think about it though... I KNOW this is for the better.
how do i know? you ask (just play along)... I know because i just thought back to that old "anti-drug" commercial of that guy running through the city (gives the impression he's working out) and then as the announcer says in a stern voice "nobody ever says i wanna be a junkie when i grow up" a cops hand reaches out and grabs the guy (you then realize he's a junkie being chased for [place random drug related crime here]... obviously) ... and just after i played that commercial through in my head i though... "ehh... it wouldnt be that bad."
yeah , it's time for something else... like now
... I will not have a job when i get back from Europe.
They denied my request for leave, so I have put in my notice (going to hang out with Jason for the first time in 3 months is just a weeeeeeee bit more important to me than this "job")
it's no lie, seeking employment sucks... especially for someone as "distinct" as myself.
It is for the better though. This place is literally eating away at my soul (I wish I could say that it's an exaggeration, but it isnt) and everyone i speak with on a regular basis knows this... since i have a tendency to bitch and moan like a old and busted has-been movie star that was never really famous in the first place (odd analogy, but works in my mind).
I will however miss alot of the people i work with (3yrs with the same group will do that to ya), but they prolly wont miss me - so it works out for everybody!
I dont think i'm gonna go for another tech job when i get back either
I think im gonna move to the country, get a job at wal-mart, get married, pop out some kids (thats gonna hurt) and then ultimately get dismembered by some heavy machinery because i forgot to button my flannel.
*straight face, monitone voice*wow... that sounds like a plan.*/straight face, monitone voice*
*sigh*
*EDIT*
now that i think about it though... I KNOW this is for the better.
how do i know? you ask (just play along)... I know because i just thought back to that old "anti-drug" commercial of that guy running through the city (gives the impression he's working out) and then as the announcer says in a stern voice "nobody ever says i wanna be a junkie when i grow up" a cops hand reaches out and grabs the guy (you then realize he's a junkie being chased for [place random drug related crime here]... obviously) ... and just after i played that commercial through in my head i though... "ehh... it wouldnt be that bad."
yeah , it's time for something else... like now
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