Work can be a good thing until you come to dread it. The one thing I liked about my old job is that I could get lost in the repetition and think about anything I wanted.
I've only recently come to hate the job that I am in, I suppose I should just be thankful that I have a job, that I have insurance, and that I no longer have to work retail, the latest I am home is usually 5 or 6.
So what I hate the people I work with and I want to gouge their eyes out? So what they are useless walking fleshsacks that should be exterminated for the good of humanity? SO WHAT I AM THE ONLY ONE THAT ACTUALLY DOES ANY WORK!?
I am considering poisoning them.
With sap from a South American tree frog.
That shit will fuck you up.
