"Woke up...
with muscle spasm in my back.
Couldn't hardly walk or get dressed.
Nice."
See why I do shit when I can?
I just never know when I might not be able too.
I'm calm but his bull shit from the other day really just is not settling well with me at all.
As far as I am concerned he insulted me, my dad, my mom, all of my mom's and dads forefathers etc.
It's not something that I can just shrug off.
It's insulting, it's disrespectful and most of all it's disappointing.
It's a character defect, a personality trait.
It's needs correcting or he will not have the kind of life he is capable of.
End of story.
He acts like he is going to be 25 sitting around watching YouTube videos while others do all the work around the house.
Ain't fucking happening.
If there is hay to be bailed or tobacco to be set then he can do it.
Some people I know think they are going back to their old places of employment.
For more income?
After they fired them?
For being....
late?
Late?
How in the fuck does somebody manage to get fired for being late and then think they can go back to the same employer for more money?
I don't get it.
I got balls but that is more than I could do.
I couldn't look those people in the face again.
Ever.
Late?
How fucking hard is it to be on time?
WTF?
Be early for god sake.
How about that?
Again, character flaw, needs work or it won't ever change.
The only person that can change it is the person that has the flaw.
Lord knows I got mine.
But I wouldn't tolerate a cook being late or having a shitty attitude.
Let alone the work done on this scale.
Work ain't about the work most times.
It's about being there, everyday, on time, or early lol, doing a lil more than is expected, having a good attitude and getting along with others.
That's probably about 80% of what work is all about.
The 20% is the actually work that's being done.
Been my experience anyway.
Love you.
Shit is just sticking in my crawl all kinds of wrong.



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