1 year ago
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
I am so ready for a change. Need to just up and leave for Iceland I think - my Love and I could make it working in a fish factory... just give me the thick gloves so that the ice and salt doesn't hurt my hands. Get me away from this corporate bologna, that just keeps me jumping through fear hoops at work... waiting for the ax to fall upon my neck, and the boot to kick me out the door... My headache was so big today I ate 6 asprin at lunch (2 before, 4 after lunch). No wonder my tummy hurts. I just long for a job where your efforts really count - and all this other false, nitpicking, frivolous crap that is spouted by the boys who consider themselves the elite - above all the other peons who make up the workers in the bullpen (and the dishwasher - yes, I do the company dishes each and every day before I can go home because unbelievably some of these MEN don't believe in washing up after themselves. It is actually written up in my job description.) I could live I think, in the beauty of simple land and sea - sky and horizon... with my Love.