Franklin goes proper.
yea.
so i combed my hair tonight. i shaved my neck. im in fucking tuxedo form. but, its 845 and im already in bed, probably going to watch scott pilgrim for the second night in a row and fall asleep at fucking 1030 and wake up at 6 so i can go to fucking work all day again. im tired of it. scheduled for a raise in… well fuck, like a month ago, but was promised negotiations tomorrow. i do the work of 7 men. i get paid for half a dwarf. it stops tomorrow, or i quit and ill focus more on another degree and eat ramen until i get another job. a month ago when my company laid off 10 of 12 people and decided to keep me without an immediate raise, i got infuriated. not scared like the other guy they kept; he was so fearful that he would lose his job even though his workload just increased by 700% and his checks went up by 0. i mean, why be thankful for a job where youre made to feel depreciated daily, and made to think you should feel grateful to an employer who cares neither about your needs or you yourself. when my coworker asked, in a joking manner, what was planned for his birthday, our boss snarled ‘youve got a job, right? you shouldnt ask for anything else.’ ive had it to the teeth with this place, either i start getting paid more, TOMORROW, or im gone. there is nothing more of it.
other than that, i feel like i havent had the time to do anything lately. its really getting to me. with commute, its a 60 hr week. if i were to divulge just how much i make, some of you will laugh, undoubtedly, therefor ill keep that information to myself. but yeah, to get up and leave my house at 630, then to get home at 6:something at the earliest really leaves me almost resisting the urge to get out and do things. its even beaten me down to a level that i dont want to do things even in my own home. im an avid launderer, but the level of my laundering has decreased resulting in less clean clothes to wear to a job where my appearance isnt appreciated in the slightest. and it all stems from my decreasing morale. im at work from 8-5 m-f, and constantly in a terrible mood. i think its time to quit. i cant continue to drain myself mentally and physically anymore.
what should it do? ideas?
