Yes, We Can...Maybe.

I hate my job. Let's not dick around about it, if you've talked to me for more than 3 minutes about the subject, you've been blessed with my opinion on the matter. However, I believe I actually have solid, valid reasons for despising 40+ hours a week.



Overheard in the office wouldn't even accept the shit I could submit from here.



Point in Case:


The bossman (talking about Obama, who he often refers to as 'osama'): "He's up there, giving a speech, he's got no tie on, his shirt is unbuttoned...he should be wearing a tie and a suitcoat."

The BM's assistant: "'Well you can take him out of the city, but you cant take the nigger out of him."

I'm astounded. Saddened. Angry.


And still looking for another job.

i'm convinced...

...this place is a hellhole.

Why doesn't NY clean the roads? I know there's a lot of people and traffic, but isn't that all the more reason to plow properly? Of course I can't upload pictures with this computer, so this post is just sadness personified.

Especially since I'll probably be stuck at work right through til 5pm.