It's a bore, full of utterly despicable pretentious people. I've been wasting away at a cubicle now for six years, and have bitched about this place many times in blog posts before, but I guess it's that time again. It's not like I haven't tried finding new employment mind you, but it's tough out there and the options seem worse than what I already have and am currently dealing with. The days off and benefits here are terrific, but they come at a terribly annoying price.
What scares me even more is that this job is not any different than jobs I've held in the past. They seem fine and interesting for the first year or so, then suddenly they lose their luster and become routine and quite tedious. And the people become even more heinous. At first they're all nice and charming, but then I discover all their terrible faults and they become quite ugly and wicked to me. I begin to see them for the true hypocrite phonies that they are, and that really brings me down.
It has turned me into sort of a misanthrope really. I kind of welcome natural disasters, terrorist attacks, and other ills befalling humanity at this time, only because it makes me think of the necessary purging of our planet of all the muck. That is a terrible thing to say I know, for I do not wish anyone to suffer the pain and loss of a loved one, but I take a look around my office and often think how much better the world would be without some of these really crummy people! LOLOLOL! Hell, if I have to die in the process, so be it I guess, but MAN! The gossiping, pettiness, and shit some of my co-workers display is downright disappointing and sad. GO TO HELL, THE WHOLE LOT OF YOU!
They're not any different than my other workplaces. Most of my other previous co-workers were just as effed up. Alas, I guess the hope lies in that there are a few who are worthy and become my friends, which is a bit inspiring. I only pray and wish for a miracle though. I really do. This is what I call, "cubicle death." All my wonderful artistic talent, wasting away here. I've made some dumb choices in life. It's ultimately my fault I think. Boy does that make me feel worse! I need to smoke some pot this weekend. AHAHAHHAHHAAH!
And oh yeah, I'm in the final two of Blogger Idol! WOOHOO! Thanks for all the support, and here's hoping we win! Voting continues till 5am tomorrow and the winner will be crowned! I was reading over there that some think my blog is headache-inducing due to all the stuff I have on here. We like that. We really do, especially with how we currently feel about people and all: