Monday, July 25, 2016

Work as a punishment

I've decided that my country has a decent population of sadomasochists

Roar.

They do things for the pain.  It's interesting. I spent some of my worktime watching them compete with scars.   Higher bosses love this.  I fell for it.  I seek forgiveness for my stupidity from myself.  I should be spanked.

Joking.

I don't think work is a killer.  I don't ever get the best jobs.  I usually compromise.  I'll work at Waffle House or something, and I will write on the side, and I will read in my freetime.

The psychotronic and family thing cheesed me off good.  I am not anchoring myself to the system. Life is hard enough. Plus, my babies have a good chance of being like me.  I wouldn't put a person through all that.  Not only, but if daddy wanted to be a douche, he could use the kids for his own gain.

You can't trust anyone.

In the end, life is short. Rewards are few.  Don't pay for bullshit; get the cow.





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