I hate my job and I’m so full of it. I so fucking hate it. Yes, I hate it that much and it makes me want to throw up.
Did you know that a poorly managed team can make a person miserable? Believe me, it can. I started hating this job for months now and it was bad! Horrible I must say. I find no more joy of working and I sincerely hate my job right now.
I thought this would be a good place to start but fuck nah! Every day I would force myself to get up and spend those nine precious hours of my life dealing with so much shit from my boss. Nine fucking hours! Can you imagine? Heck, I can’t even call this a work in the first place.
I know that there will be times when any job was a good job but not always. There are parts of jobs that will make us feel terrible and this is certainly one of them. This job was utterly depressing to the extent of me, considering of quitting without even having a different job to go to.
I’m usually polite and good but not today. Let’s make today as an exception, okay?