Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Just Fuck It




Fuck work. I work too hard to do this shit. From 8am I am busting my ass. I jump into shit. I jump into helping out with deliveries, tagging shipments and packages. I help my other co workers with their deliveries. I run all around the hospital. Then I do the inside run for the mail. I do it twice. Once at 9:30 and another at 1:30. Then I have to separate the mail and process everything in between. I am so fucking busy during the day that I barely sit down and eat lunch. Everyone is expecting me a summer hire to do a full time employee's job. That means they expect me to know every name, every place, every rate, and make everyone feel special all at the same time. I usually have another person or persons helping me. But more often than not, Im here by myself, left with all the pieces hanging. Why? Some retiree is gonna take his leave. im ok with that. Then I have this lil punk ass fucking slacker who has surgery, but still comes down to work. does nothing here, gets paid, tells everyone that he is working when he is not and get about his business. He doenst even help me. He makes a mess and walks away. He moves one pile of shit to another. what the fuck it up with that? He takes it so fucking easy. Why? Cuz he ass licks and gets fucked by management who is run by perverted old men who just want their faces on the fucking local news. They are so wrapped up in their egos its shamefull. Whenever we bring up their incompetence actions and their wasteful spending, they fire everyone. When they do something wrong, they are quick to blame the little grunts. they are kaniving and punk ass bitches. I get so fustrated and stressed out that I want to kill someone. tear them apart. On top of everything else, I get yelled at by other departments cuz they want their shit out early. FUCK THEM. I get paid too little and worked so hard to deserve this shit. So I speak my mind. I hate the system at this place so much that I want to burn it all and kill all those bitches in management. Im not getting 10 pipe bombs, a chainsaw, or a machete, but I just hope someday they can realize how bad and hurtful they were and try to repent or change the ways of how they do things. I want to be there when they fuck up badly and they are all crying. Whats worst is that all who suffer the most. Are the patients. Those whom we are here to help and serve. They are what keep me going.

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