The majority of my adult life is spent doing things that I normally wouldn’t be doing if I actually had a choice. Getting up in the morning and getting the kids ready for school / daycare or what have you is kind of enjoyable and frankly I would like to spend more time in the morning with the boys watching Kick Buttowski but I have to get a move on to go to my cubicle hell.
I was always told as a child that I should find something that I love to do and stick with that as my career but I am into year 12 of my professional life and find it 90% miserable. Don’t get me wrong I like doing what I do, it is just the people I do it with are completely incompetent.
I do not work well with incompetence and I have made that fact about my demeanor very clear to everyone I work with but they still continue to be dumb asses.
I was always told as a child that I should find something that I love to do and stick with that as my career but I am into year 12 of my professional life and find it 90% miserable. Don’t get me wrong I like doing what I do, it is just the people I do it with are completely incompetent.
I do not work well with incompetence and I have made that fact about my demeanor very clear to everyone I work with but they still continue to be dumb asses.
I find it completely unacceptable that these people work with me. The only time I feel that I should see these people is when I am going through the drive-through at McDonald's. The interaction would go something like this:
ME: I would like to order 2 happy meals, both with chicken nuggets, fries, and chocolate milk.
IDIOT 1: Sorry could you repeat that??
ME: 2 happy meals, both with chicken nuggets, fries, and chocolate milk
IDIOT 1: OK.. 2 happy meals, both with chicken nuggets, fries, and chocolate milk…right?
ME: Yes please.
IDIOT 1: That will be $9.43, please pull around.
ME: Thank you (drives up to window)
IDIOT 1: Here is your #2 value meal, super sized with a large coffee.
ME: Ummm…That’s not what I ordered.
IDIOT 1: Really?? That’s what my screen says, are you sure?
ME: Yes you incompetent boob, I am sure.
IDIOT 1: Maybe you could just take this order, I don’t have the authority to change the order.
ME: Sure I will split this Double Quarter Pounder between my 2 boys let them get into a fist fight over who got more on the fries split and I am sure they will just adore your scolding hot coffee. YOU ARE AN DUMB BITCH…GET THE MANAGER.
IDIOT 2: I am the manager…what is the problem.
ME: (explains issue)
IDIOT 2: But that not what the screen says…sorry sir you will need to pull through the drive again and start over.
ME: (Jumps out of truck and bitch slaps everyone in sight, drives off unfulfilled)
I don’t understand how these people are gainfully employed anywhere other than the overnight shift at the local 7-11.
It feels like I spend the majority of the day holding onto the sides of a giant toilet trying not to spin down the crap hole.
Hey…it’s only 50 hours a week, any longer I may attempt to shove someone in the microwave and see how long it takes before they explode!!
