Work has finally pissed me off to no end. Of course it is entirely my fault and I dutifully fessed up to my f-up. Unfortunately after 30 minutes in the bosses office I was still apparently unable to convince her that I 'get it' and am now apparently expected to snap my fingers and make everything all peaches and cream for the individual that I offended.
I however 'get it' and know in no uncertain terms that the 'offended' individual has no intention in this lifetime or any other to try to 'get me' or my culture (which has a lot to do with living in the early years of the 'New South and seven years of active duty in the Navy) and will probably spend the rest of our collective careers in this institution glaring at me behind my back. Fine. I'm cool with that. I just hope that said 'offended' individual at some point figures out that if they want to try to play -'F*** with me' games that they will learn a very hard lesson, which is 'don't F*** with me after I made a point to fess up and leave them the hell alone for all eternity.
So in a fit of productivity I have since applied for three other jobs in other institutions and have informed my illustrious supervisor of my actions and have at this point received an invitation to interview for one of said three different jobs- none of which are located anywhere in the current shit hole of a town I currently reside in.
So the trailer will finally be cleaned of all it's detritus over the next few weeks in the hope that soon I can sing the immortal words of David Allen Coe as performed by Johnny Paycheck.
I however 'get it' and know in no uncertain terms that the 'offended' individual has no intention in this lifetime or any other to try to 'get me' or my culture (which has a lot to do with living in the early years of the 'New South and seven years of active duty in the Navy) and will probably spend the rest of our collective careers in this institution glaring at me behind my back. Fine. I'm cool with that. I just hope that said 'offended' individual at some point figures out that if they want to try to play -'F*** with me' games that they will learn a very hard lesson, which is 'don't F*** with me after I made a point to fess up and leave them the hell alone for all eternity.
So in a fit of productivity I have since applied for three other jobs in other institutions and have informed my illustrious supervisor of my actions and have at this point received an invitation to interview for one of said three different jobs- none of which are located anywhere in the current shit hole of a town I currently reside in.
So the trailer will finally be cleaned of all it's detritus over the next few weeks in the hope that soon I can sing the immortal words of David Allen Coe as performed by Johnny Paycheck.
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