Thursday, March 16, 2006

Flat out like a lizard that's been trodden on

I was late to work. I blame the old people who all got on my bus. Bloody pension day. I didn’t really care, it gave me a chance to have a decent coffee before work even though I knew I’d be sacrificing my lunch-break [yeah, it’s that kind of workplace]. My boss made no comment – what can you say to someone you’ve spent the week fucking over?
Lunch, all fifteen minutes of it, had me writing this drivel:
I am a violent, very violent storm seen by you, safe and secure, from a house on a cliff top overlooking the sea.
If you do not approach me then I will not approach you.
Look away now as I vent my fruitless fury.

My day continued with me doing seriously retarded things like accidentally thwacking myself hard my left cheekbone with the phone.
My resolution is that if it bruises I’ll tell my boss that I was assaulted on the way home. It’s a vain thought [and thought of an attempt] to get a little revenge on her for fucking with my shifts in a way that is financially detrimental to me and for playing favourites. You might say that I’m sick to fucking death of work.

I’m ending the night with a couple of cold ones. Who’d’ve thought that the daughter of alcoholics would attempt to solve her problems with alcohol?

Tomorrow can get fucked. And the day after. And the day after.

9 comments:

themarina said...

You too eh? Sometimes, I freakin' hate this place but for the most part, it's more bearable than some of the other dives I've worked at. I can't complain too much.

I hope the rest of the week goes better.

Mark said...

Get a livejournal, emo-girl :P And throw me a cold one - I've got a class to teach.

Mark said...

PS: 10/10 :P

Mark said...

What q'n are you people getting wrong? The badminton one?

nailpolishblues said...

Everyone gets different questions [I blame JtH!] - the one I got wrong today was about a Mariah Carey song. Yeah, I SO know all her lyrics.

Rachy said...

mark, what exactly is a live journal? Is it like messenger of some sort?

Is there any chance of trying to find a new job? How much fun would be to play ways of quitting?

nailpolishblues said...

Oh Rach, I am trying!

Lets play! I'm still fantasising about just telling them to go fuck themselves and walking into a really well paying job...and give them no notice and...and...I am so lame...

Mark said...

LJ is a weblog hosting site generally populated by whiny young girls. ie. like Nails here.

nailpolishblues said...

Young girl? And there I was listening to my ovaries expire.