Monday, April 16, 2007

I GOTTA PAY THE BILLS, BUT...

I hate my job.

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:

15 comments:

Sebastien said...

I feel for you. I do. But man, that shit you said about welcoming natural disasters and all that, that really made me laugh hard. I shouldn't laugh like that, but that's just too funny. You should write stories about work, maybe not for your blog, because you could get fired I guess (although you might be happy about that), but just writing stories could be a really good outlet for your frustrations!

Hey, just saw a front page article in our Arizona Republic, all about the dying bees... it's happening here too!

Todd said...

My job sucks, but at least I don't have co-workers. I hate all that shit and drama that everyone has to create, just to have something to do during the day.

Off to vote for you, for the 100th time or so...

Gavin Elster said...

Just make sure you feel like you got away with something for free at the end of the day and you'll be happy with your job. Steal if you have to. Get to work early and move all the coffee supplies into someone elses cube. It's their pain now! Burn someone elses desk plaything in the parking lot and place it in breakroom toilet.

I'm sayin' have fun at other peoples expense. It will be an entire lifetime before it comes back to you.

Scot said...

I guess I lucked out in the job department. Even if I don;t have more conventional benefits that a larger company or government job includes, there are other perks. I'll bring you with my to Aruba to make it up to you. Try not to set anyone on fire. The smell of burning hair is quite bad, and burning flesh is even more repulsive I've been told.
Bon Chance on the Idol comp.

Preciosa said...

You crack me up and you scare me at the same time! :o I'm still voting for ya though. lol

Junk Thief said...

I voted for you even before reading this last post.

I escaped cubicle land ten years ago to do home office work for the same employer. It sounded like such an escape at the time, but then came...conference calls! It is a new form of torture that must have been invented during the 1990s California droughts when they discovered water torture was too costly.

Being one of the voices in the black box and trying to listen to people mumbling into the legs of the spider phone makes "Dilbert" look like Oz sometimes.

The only thing that makes me not switch back is the schedule of 7-8 office visits a year. I always come home saying, "Yep, it definitely could be worse!"

M- Filer said...

Wow, I don't feel that way thankfully, that has got to suck.

Well, I suppose filling your out- of- work hours with fun, creative interesting stuff & people is definetly the way to go WAT-boy. In the end we all create our little ol worlds before we bite it, so I say keep trying new things until something clicks. This life is not a dress rehearsal..it's the real thing.
Get a radio show damn it! Everyone will tune in to hear your hot latin voice gushing with sex appeal. Gushinggggggggg.

Emma said...

work just sucks.
my recipe for a more enjoyable workplace-
get a fun screensaver, like a beautiful sunset or some kittens in a basket or a sweaty shirtless man posing on a beach or something.
write long lists of everything you hate about whoever works next to you and then relay it to whoever works on the OTHER side of you.
write more kickass posts like this one.

Bill German said...

i loved office space. ron livingston was excellent. as for your job, quit while your still young and see the world, I love the muck line

BIG D YOUR BIG BROTHER said...

DAMN DOG THAT CHICK WON BY A CUNT HAIR. FUCK HER WELL MAYBE I WOULD IS SHE HOT ??

alexgirl said...

Ugh. I totally feel your pain with the whole "i hate my job" thing. But how many people actually LIKE their job? Okay, a lot probbaly. But screw them.
Office Space rules, btw.
And congrats on making it to the final 2 on blogger Idol! you must be so nervous. You *might* be about to become a superstar!!!!
Goodluck.

Gavin Elster said...

That Blogger Idol was rigged. I decided to use Firefox as my browser and everytime it refreshed it selected Erica for me.

I don't trust the Greggory guy.

Your A#1 in my blogworld.

molly said...

man i was too late to vote for you but second place! goood job.
im getting to be a big fan of this blog, so if you enter again, i shall most definitely vote

alice said...

Hey sweetie - I'm sorry your job sucks. I had many suckee jobs before I found the one I love. I wasn't really wild about the last place I worked, but ya know what?? I lucked out and was able to meet you!! There are silver linings here and there - and I know you know that. There is still time to find your fulfillment - but it just HAS to be something that utilizes all your talents - otherwise your frustrations will continue. I think you should write - you always make me laugh!!

BTW.... congrats on second place. I voted...and voted.... and voted again. Sheesh

Model Citzen said...

sorry you hate your job. I FUCKING HATE MINE TOO!!! i'm moving out to la this summer and pursuing my goal of becoming a stylist. my suggestion: you're young enough to do what you really love. pursue your passion...