Sunday, January 13, 2008
Life under a bucket
Don't you hate having days where you feel like you need to have a bucket on your head or steel underwear to take all the bombs or a _ _ chewings. Today was one of those days for me; I seemed to have made my way onto everyones crap list and they were delighted to let me know just how bad I'd screwed up. THEN they stuck me in the middle and threw rocks... at least thats the way I felt leaving the building. I don't know who to trust or to rely upon. Just when I start feeling confident and start making changes... WHAM! I screw something up and have everyone down my throat. I really can't wait to retire!
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