Burn, Baby Burn...OUT

It's the first day back at work for me. I had MLK's birthday off and did nothing of any particular interest or value. I'm feeling rather slackerish. Is that a word? If not, I just invented it.

I'm feeling generally disengaged from everything at the moment. I know I just had a week and a half off at the holidays, but I swear I need more. I'm severely burned out. I have these two new account managers that I'm working with, both ladies in their 50's. I have to say, no offense to my sex, but I prefer working with men in that role. These ladies just annoy the ever-living shit out of me. SG & MSC are both fashion plate lovelies who each drive Mercedes' and think their shit doesn't stink. WTF? The men I've worked with in the same role seem so much more real and approachable.

I think the problem is the "glass ceiling" for women. We all think we have to work twice as hard as a man to get to the same place or, heaven help us, ahead! I think it's true, we have to shine brighter to get noticed. I feel sorry for these women who have to bust their asses six times harder. Doesn't seem fair. I wish they DIDN'T annoy me. I guess I should cut them a break and just work my ass off right next to them so they get ahead, and by association, I will get ahead because I really make their promises to the customer come to fruition. I am the magic maker behind the scenes. Somehow I don't get the recognition for making things happen, such as said Account Manager promises. They do nothing but talk, while I am the action. I gots ta get outta this job!

I just wish their voices weren't so fuckin' grating! MSC's isn't so bad, but SG's is like nails on a chalkboard! They both are very happy to now have me on their accounts as I make shit happen if I have to pull it out of my ass and spit shine it first. My job sucks and I want a new one! I don't like being the shit spit shiner!!!

Do I sound like a whiner? I am not seriously that much of a whiner. I DO get pissed off about retarded stuff and stooopid people, but who the fuck doesn't? I hate fucktards who just don't get it. Unfortunately I seem to work with several of such said fucktards. Is there a school or a class that these imbeciles can take to move beyond their fucktardedness? ANYWHERE?

So work sucks. Life's a bitch, then you die (or marry one if your an eligible catch of a man). C'est la vi. Had enough? Yah, me too.

Later friends.