So today is my last day working for the evil empire. I had my exit interview with Magda Goebbels and the mandatory "hey-were-happy-for-you-but-pissed-your-making-us-actually-have-to-do-work" staff lunch. The only thing left is the equally painful happy hour.
I hope I can adjust working in a positive environment where people are actually pleasant and happy to be working there...I'm a little worried that I can't. I never thought my dating issues would cross over into my working life but is it possible that I have career commitment-phobia?
Will I never allow myself to settle down with a "nice job" prefering instead the emotionally distant and abusive "bad jobs"..you know- the ones that smoke Marb 27s and ride motorcycles? Solely because- when those bad jobs leave me feeling empty and unsatisfied I can always blame them- never myself. Its like a mother fucking lifetime movie.
and this is why I drink.
1 comment:
um...this is too SATC inspired for myne eyez
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