It does become increasingly apparent that I am not a weekend blogger. No matter what I do. No matter how hard I try, I still can’t make it here on weekends. Strange. It just seems like every weekend is jam packed with just senseless stuff to do. Most times that senseless stuff is work.
It amazes me how tough working an easy job can be. You would think it would be a simple thing. But the stress that comes along with that simple job is truly asinine. What really bothers me the most about this stress is it is caused by people. And not customers that happen to come in. Occasionally, those will slip through the armour and crack a rib or two.
The ones that really get to me are those who make you feel like friends and then shit on you and make you truly feel like worms. There is a somewhat “holier than thou” attitude in these people that really makes me think that they must really hate themselves at the end of the day.
I certainly hope they do.
As the days go by I try harder and harder to reduce my stress and the other day, I overheard a woman say Hakuna Matata. Remember that? Hell, I had forgotten it. For those of you who don’t remember. It means No Worries. And ever since that day, I have been trying to bring that back into my life. Hakuna Matata.
And as I sit here with a dead netbook on my lap… I really am trying to make that work for me.
More to come. This is pissing me off.
Michael Mustizer 