Take this job and shove it.
Have you ever had a job that made you want to throw yourself off a building? Have you ever gone to work and emerged from your office 8 hours later, drained and numb, feeling like you lost about 5 IQ points throughout the workday? Or felt more like an enslaved rower in the belly of a boat, being whipped and tortured by a fat, smelly man in Viking wear than a public relations consultant?
You have?
Good, I'm not alone....
4 Comments:
Sounds like somebody's got a case of the Wednesdays...
Oh yeah. Fucking desk jobs... I can't do them. I just can't. My soul starts screaming as soon as I walk in the door--I wasn't meant for that life. Neither were you. But hey, at least you're making money. I'm in the Land Of No Job Opportunities. Blah.
I don't mean to laugh, but when I read this I got a funny image of a person at your job wearing Viking gear and freaking out and jumping around. You know who I'm talking about. Ridiculous. Think about it. It's comedy of the highest order.
You don't mean to laugh? Laugh it up! It's hilarious! That is an awesome mental image....
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