When people say it's all downhill when you hit 21... they weren't effing kidding.

Kids..your life is gonna suck the minute you either pass college or become an adult.

Here's my wonderful schedule:

1) Wake up at 5:30am.  Hit snooze.
2) Wake up at 6:00am.  Try to hit snooze.. but I somehow realize that I'll be late for work.
3) Take a shower and run off to my car.
4) Get stuck in traffic for 40 to 60 minutes.
5) Get to work at 7:30 or even later depending on traffic.
6) Come up with ingenious ways of quitting my work.
7) Deal with very arrogant co-workers.  I try to ignore them by listening to online radio.
8) Lunch time comes around 12:30pm.  I usually spend this time smoking 6-10 ciggies.
9) I go back in and work. Find stuff to do.  Twiddle my fingers..
10) Work comes to an end at around 5pm.  I get back in my car.
11) I sit in traffic for another hour.
12) I get home and it's roughly 6pm or 6:30pm.
13) I scrounge something to eat.
14) I smoke a cig or two.  While I'm doing this, I reminisce about where I fudged up.
15) By then it, it's 11pm. I know it's time for sleep.
16) I close my eyes and drift into nothingness.
17) I wake up at 5:30am.  Hit snooze.


This wonderful cycle will hardly change.  There will be times where you'll be inundated with family errands or obligations.  Sometimes you'll get wonderful surprises like, paying for your car registration or even car insurance.

I remember my mom telling me to enjoy my childhood.  I never understood that.  As a kid, all I wanted to do was grow up and become and adult.  I hated being a kid.

Looking back now... I miss it.  I miss it a lot.  


I hate it when my mom is right.

Saturday and I'm at work...f*ck~!

In my past blog, some of you people were mentioning that it would have been a great way to get in good with my boss.

When my boss said, "It would be great to come in on Saturday" to catch up on work... he meant that I should come in.

Not him.

So here I am at the office.. like a douche during Labor Day weekend...  It's just downright embarrassing. 

Apparently, the cleaning/maintanence crew comes in earl on weekends and I just got laughed at by some Mexican lady with an apron and a feather duster in her hand.


Mexican lady: So, you behind?

Me: Yeah.  I have a few things to catch up on. 

Mexican lady:  Ooh.  HAHAAHAH I feel bad for you.  Pobre si nino.

Me:  ....uh yeah.  

So there you have it.  Even a mexican lady with a minimum wage job even feels sorry for me.  My life sucks.

I hate Wednesdays just as much as Mondays

I thought I'd share some info before I go apeshit.

I recently came on board and took over some accounts.  It was horrible.  The person who left prior to me coming on board messed up everything.


I had work literally the minute I walked in.  No training, no 2 week get out of jail card.  It was just crap.

So here I am cleaning and I have co-workers who are sitting next to me giggling about trivial stuff.  Not only that, they want me to join in with them.


Seriously.. I do not have time to sit and shoot the breeze with you folks.  I really do not care if you your step daughter got arrested for a DUI.  I really don't care that you had a flat tire when coming into work.  I sure as hell do not care that you have a sinking suspicion that your girlfriend is cheating on you.  Chances are I'm probably the guy that's messing around with your girlfriend.

Why is it that when you're swamped, you have people who constantly drop by your cubicle and ask me how my day is coming along.

BRO! I'M SWAMPED WITH WORK.  LEAVE ME ALONE
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