Positive people make me sick. And other rantings. Redux x 2.

This post was originally written yesterday (Monday), but I never had time to finish it, thanks to the bullshit that goes down at work.  So, I'll paraphrase it here, then continue on with my usual pointless rambling.  See below.

 

Monday....

 

So I'm donig my usual odious duties at the lab today, and I get told by a coworker, in short, that "I have no right to complain" about my job.  Now - keep in mind - all that I said was "It's Monday, bleh." 

 

Those three little words got me a 15 minute lecture about how "there are plenty of people who would be grateful to have my job" and how "people can't feed their kids" and "if I didn't feel like being here, I shouldn't be here, I should be somewhere else".  That's right, ladies and gentlemen.  All because I said a simple fact - it's Monday.  Yes, I added a "bleh" to that, but who wouldn't?  Who enjoys their weekend coming to an end, especially when they have to deal with idiot drug addicts that can't understand simple words, never mind complex concepts of life?  And even if I did - so the fuck what?

 

I will reveal the fact that said coworker doesn't even work IN my unit.  He works upstairs, you see, maknig over six figures as a lab technician for a different department altogether.  So, yeah, I guess it IS easy to be positive when you make six figures a year and don't have to even DEAL with the people I have to on a day in and day out basis.  Seriously, I wanted to fucking hand-chop him in the throat. 

 

I have never, ever said that I wasn't grateful to be employed.  Every day, I'm happy I have a job, no matter how disgusting it might be.  But I'm entitled to complain every once in a fucking while, especailly with all the BULLSHIT I have to put up with.  As for people feeding their kids?  Hey, those people CHOSE to have those kids - it's not on me to feel guilty that those same people can't provide for them.  I am so tired of people playing the "think of the chiiiiiildren!" card!  If you can't afford to raise a child, whether physically, time-wise, or money-wise, then don't fucking HAVE them - don't use them as an excuse for why YOU can't get ahead in life.  And as for not feeling like being here?  I NEVER feel like being here, but the plain fact is that I need the paycheck - it's why 95% of people work, so I don't want to hear that crap either.

 

End Monday... now on to Tuesday.. 

 

The above exchange was really all that I truly had to say on the matter, I guess.  I'm feeling a little better today, simply because of the fact that I finally got some sleep - Sunday night/Monday morning I couldn't sleep for shit.  I hate how the weekend affects my schedule.  But... there's always new things to bitch about, I suppose, and today is no different. 

 

I have a few people that I know - I won't make a joke and call them "friends" or anything - that seem to just drop in and out of my life when they want to.  You know the kind of people I mean?  They're never around when you need them, or want to talk to them or anything - they call you when it's convenient or when they're bored or similar.  I'm starting to discover that I have an awful lot of these people in my life - and the decision, ultimately, is whether or not I want them to remain a part of my life, not that they're really in it anyway unless it's convenient for them.  The real question is - am I satisfied with that?

 

And I'm starting to think that the answer is no.

 

Sheesh... part THREE now, it's Wednesday -

 

I think I'm just going to call this post finished, though I have (or had, at least) a lot more to say.  It's pointless bitching anyway, for the most part.

 

I will say that I feel considerably better than I did when I began this post on Monday, though that doesn't mean very much in my world, I guess.  Still tired, still sick of humanity, still disillusioned with life in general - i.e., nothing new.

 

Hopefully the next time I try to make a post in here, I'll actually finish it the same day.