so it's really not as easy as one would think to quit one's job when one is as ubercontrolling as I apparantly am. Or so it would appear. I want to leave UniF. for more reasons than I can personally name (cough - ETHICAL issues cough) but the NUMBER one - # ONE reason is . . . wait for it - wait for it. I hate sitting for a paycheck. YES - hazzah - hurray - cha f'ing ching. I hate to sit for 8 hours. I try to make excuses to stand and do something else but my job is summed up in - 8am ASS meets CHAIR. period. 5pm ASS LIFTS from chair and gets in a moving chair (aka car) and goes home where I vibrate (not in that special kind of way though) until I go to bed. I have to run during my "lunch hour" just to not lose my freaking mind. Running at work in Virginia in the summer with 9 million percent humidity has all kinds of weird written over it but suffice it to say I sweat like a trucker and swear like a pig. But I don't care. I have to get out of the ice box (another happy addition to my job - it's 98 outside but 64 INSIDE - my CSR is wearing a hoodie and a blanket!) just to feel human for an hour. I've heard some crazy rumor that - "IT's MY Life" (sure Jon Bon Jovi - I'm sure it IS yours) - right?. This is not my life - this is Ron's life and I hate Ron. (Ron owns UniF.) I don't like him just on principle BUT to be fair I don't know him personally. He did really suck on Undercover Boss - doing the jobs he expects others to do - and not pay them very well for it. THOUGH he did - for all of TVland to see - redeem himself by paying 3 lucky people out of the 12,000 who work for him, a bit of cash. He's a freaking millionaire because of the mafia and his dad. Yup, (side-of-nose-swipe) people slept with fishes (not in a kinky way) if they didn't pick UniF for their stuff. Not kidding folks.
Soooooo. I know so many people who huff stuff for a living - who move and groove all day long - they bitch because I "get to" sit on my butt all day. Well sweetheart - that's not my idea of fun!... They get to deliver things to places and get it DONE. BUT I also know that the thought of driving in Northern Virginia - aka the worst traffic in the nation - makes me want to puke SO DRIVING things would not be my personal coolness. As far as the not sitting/standing jobs - I have been both a bartender and waitress and though I was really good at both the smoke killed me.
SIDEBAR here - I hate smoke. I just do - I've never been a smoker but in college I wanted to - it just did nothing for me. No buzz no hit NOTHING (and yes I was doing it right) I also HATE the freaking SAFETY police that tell me that I have to wear my seat belt - when, if I crash - and am not wearing my seat belt - WHO, BUT ME an ADULT AMERICAN WHO PAYS TAXES dies? just me. Unless I rocket out of my car and hit a Senator - really? LET ME DECIDE. I wear it because it's a good idea. just like I brush my teeth (that and the bad breath thing) but really - as adults let us pick. I personally would legalize Marijuana but that's another post. I get not letting babies smoke or do crack. I makes them all colicky. But while I appreciate not being the guinea pig of the 50's (hey let's try this drug and see who it doesn't kill?) I don't really like big brother GBMENT legislating AT me what I already know - but should get to pick for my ownself - since geez, I already have to shave everyday! But back to Vegas :D I love it. actually that is not right - I LOVE IT CRAVE IT LUST IT WANT come to me cheri I will whisper sweet things to your neon lit ears . . . . sorry you didn't need to see that :D - I love Vegas and thankfully hubby does too. He wants to go back as soon as we can. But back to the smoke thing - it killed me. I get letting smokers smoke. Since in Las V. Smokers who smoke are gamblers who gamble who are spenders who spend . . . I get it! I just end up sounding like a phone sex lady with a cough. I lose my voice, which for Roger isn't the worst thing ever . . . , but I can't breathe either, which I've found as a humanoid is kind of imperative. I wish I could say breathing is overrated but I run - kind of as a hobby and need my lungs to work. smoke makes that not as fun. Alright - citizen - commence to your regularly scheduled programming. . . .
The waitress thing would rock - but I have kids who go to school and when (besides a fast lunch with cheap tips) do people eat out ?. . . DINNER! Right. SO - I'm going to make up my own job. I am going to get paid stupid amounts of money to do what I want. Be who I want - eat what I want and work out when I want. I'm going to adopt a way of talking and acting that you will want to imitate. You can watch me do it if you want. Wait that's "reality TV." So I want that. Or maybe I write a great book - you pay to read it and you don't have to look at my sorry mug on TV. I like that better.
I don't know if someone from UniF. Corporate can read this - chances are given the level of REPORTS meaningless mindless mundane REPORTS we churn out like worker drones - that really mean freaking NOTHING they don't read - or do ANYTHING but beat puppies to death for fun. I will be in on Monday unless Guido finds me and thankfully I do know a few things about self defense. stop drop and roll right?
Sunday, August 12, 2012
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