Oh what a night.
I have to admit, I do look forward to going into work. I enjoy the people I work with, well the majority of them, there are a few where I like to take a chair and smack them across the face, but other than that, I do love everyone. :) But lately, My feelings towards work is like giving birth, You really don’t want to but you HAVE to do it! I just dread driving 45 minutes to get there just to make jack shit. And to see a certain car as a pull up in the parking lot…well lets just say it’s the feeling I get when I hear nails on a chalk bored. :/ It’s the worst feeling ever. I normally don’t hate anyone, I forgive them for the shitty things they do to me, but this one in particularjust rubs me the wrong way. Just puts me down and criticize my work performance ( which I do one hell of a job because I ALWAYS get compliments and bomb ass tips )and tells me I’m the shittest server. Well guess what, I did not drop out of college to marry an ugly bitch who controls my balls, No siry, that was you, so Please, Do NOT take it out on anyone else but yourself.
