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Tuesday, June 2, 2009

difficult personalities

how come when dr. seuss wrote 'oh the places youll go' he didnt mention highly neurotic douche bag coworkers of the future who either subscribe to being extreme type A's or highly sensitive mommas boys who are still suckling her teet or my favorite- the self righteous i-am-better-than-you-and-can-never-be-wrong (and even though were the same age your personality traits liken to that of a 57 year old virgin whos role model in life is headmaster trunchbull from matilda -roald dahl-)????

its not to say i havent met super cool and totally amazing people on the job at the magazine or the talent agency.. i have better experiences than not. but WHY must i deal with these freaks of nature? WHY does my week have to be tainted with these DOUCHE BAGS who get worked up over something with the importance equivalent to that of TPS report covers? WHY WHY WHY?? im trying to live a totally young & fabulous life and although i am more or less succeeding -WHY ARE YOU UP MY ASS?

i know that not everyone is going to be like me (procrastinating, shortcut taking, totally laissez-faire) in a word, shrug. its what i do. i cag. from day one its been the same story- i dont know how many times ive heard my dad say it- if i just applied myself i would accomplish even greater things. but i dont, and i still do fine. and i still somehow get what i want. but thats neither here nor there. i was blessed with the gift of gab and not the gift of over zealous worker bee.

i just dont get how being a total dick is going to get you anywhere in the work place or life -sure you may have to have some balls when dealing with certain scenarios- and im not saying to be a pussy pushover, but to be at least have tact, some maturity that hopefully comes with not being 15 anymore, and most importantly, to be relateable in order to have some work place comraderie.. to stick it to the man together.. to get away with stupid shit and laugh at your employers expense... why do some people just refuse to realize theres an infinite difference between taking a job seriously and taking themselves seriously?

this is all the time im allowing myself to spend on this topic today. bc im home, im relaxing, about to smoke a freaking bowl and i will not allow these troglodytes make me take one more deep eye rolling sigh today. however, i will be back soon with some very descriptive character sketches and enough blood boiling stories to make me consider trying to get fired all over again.


not now.