I’m going to regret this…

But I have to let off some steam, y’all, sorry. I am tired of people who are complete assholes. I am tired of people who think they are better than everyone else. I am tired of people who think their shit doesn’t stink. I am tired of being the only supervisor at work. I am tired of being so tired when I get home that all I want to do is sleep. I’m tired of being so busy at work that I barely have time to go to the bathroom. I’m tired of people who try to control you. I’m tired of people who are backstabbing bitches. I am tired of people who don’t take responsibility for their actions. I’m tired of always wondering if there’s a hidden agenda that I’m missing. I’m tired of being paranoid. I’m tired of always wondering if I’m doing the right thing. I’m tired of having to watch every word that comes out of my mouth because people are too immature to accept what I’m saying. I’m tired of having all the necessary documentation for an action and then having to only have a talk about it instead. I’m tired of having to bow down to the almighty slackers instead of being backed up by the people who should back me up.

It’s obvious I need a vacation but the sad thing is that it’s not going to be much better then. I have 4 interviews the first week of January, month-end reports, monthly reviews to write for 2 teams and the lead of team 2 won’t be there anymore which is going to put extra pressure on my lead. Really I’m just screwing myself by taking time off because it’s going to make me extra busy when I return. I can’t believe I’m about to say this but I don’t know how much longer I can take working at a job that I have to work so DAMN hard at. I’ve never been one to shirk hard work, but damn it! I’m going on all 6 cylinders from the minute I get there (10 minutes early) to the minute I leave (30-60 minutes late) and my work STILL isn’t done.

So Bah, F-ing Humbug. I still have to wrap & ship my nephew’s present (he is adorable, by the way. In the Christmas pictures we just got his middle finger is out, which I’m sure my sister-in-law didn’t notice). I’ll have to somehow kick my scanner to life next week & scan it. Merry F-ing Christmas. I probably won’t post for awhile because I’ll be catching up on my sleep and feeling guilty that I’m not at work.

Edit: I’d like to thank my husband for helping me last night. I was so tense and frustrated and upset that I burst into tears, but he didn’t shy away. We talked about it and he helped me relax and feel better so I could sleep. I love you, Poochie!