Thursday, August 28, 2014

Poo Flinging:: Asshats

The look that most likely came across my face as this series unfolded, ha ha.

So this isn't so much a poo flinging so much as me going off on a quick rant.

Believe it or not I have 987,567,564,397 things to get done, tonight.  OK OK so maybe I exaggerate, a little!

So it went like this and I'm sure I'm paraphrasing.. Yes paraphrasing, it's what I'm suppose to be doing with the assignment tonight.  But I'd rather rant to you guys over some unimportant aspect of a MB life.

So the argument began by me being under fire at the fact that I have yet to ask my new bosses for a raise.  The new bosses that I know are not receiving a paycheck themselves. New bosses that are about 30 feet deep in a sink hole in the rear yard of one of their buildings. The same bosses that have been living out of an apartment home and now back in their own home with no kitchen for EIGHT months. A raise from the bosses whom now own three different shops instead of the one they began with.  The same bosses that don't seem to be able to keep things afloat and require my towing money to keep them above water.

Monkey Butt is under fire because I can't seem to bring myself to ask them for more money, all the while they are going through all of this listed above.

Is it me being silly and letting my kindness get in the way of business or am I playing it smart in assuring that  may have a chance at being there next year?  Be honest!!

So of course this ... discussion ... Went terribly wrong. I'm sitting at the place I'm being drilled over. Sitting there, unable to say what I need to and want to say because of course my co workers are around me.  I'm blue in the face and to put it quite bluntly...Could really fling two poos less about anything coming out of the ear piece to my phone.  Kill me now were my only thoughts ..

The conversation ended with me saying I had to go and hanging up ... I received a couple of text messages ... Paraphrasing again ... "I'm ****ing done with this ****ing bullshit" lovely right and then accusations that ... "You've obviously given up, why should I even ****ing try" .... Yea something along those lines ..

Story of my life right ... Guess I'm done ....

The look on my face says it all ;)


-Hang in there

2 comments:

  1. I hope you'll forgive me, but the term that flits across my mind is "douche bag." It always works to get pissed at your partner for things beyond your control. If I were you, but without the little ones, I'd say, "Guess what? I asked, they fired me. Guess it's all on you now, huh?"

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  2. Can you sell them on why you deserve more money? Everyone wants more money but they might find it in their tight budget if you show them how you earn it.

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