ambrose03

I love my job! (yeah right)

SO I get in to work this morning and see that there is not that much going on. I figure I can talk to my boss and get out early. Not five minutes before I was planning on asking him, I get a call frow said boss. He then proceedes to tell me that one of our drivers had to run to Wisconsin for a pickup and that I would have to do the late delivery.

This sucks for 2 reasons:

1) I had plans to see my friends tonight but had to cancle because of this shit.
2) I DON'T FUCKING WORK IN SHIPPING ANYMORE!

I must remain calm. I must not think about my razor sharp dagger sitting 2 feet away. I must remember the grief a got over the last couple of scars.

Breath in...

think about ex

Breath out...

There much better, now I am suffecently depressed, I can continue on as normal.

hmm... this appears to be a waste of a journal entry.
Oh well, MADE YOU READ