fuck this job.com

Well it all started on March 17th 2006. Sams Club is one of them jobs if your liked and do your job you will be there as long as you will stay there. But will hire anyone who can fog a mirror. But to the people they like, they will still treat like shit. Unless your a liked black person. Or just black period. Im in no means a racist. I work side by side with a black person. Who is a very hard worker and holds down two full time jobs. But Sams club pays any black person who walk's in the door 3 to 5 more bucks an hour just for being black. Im not making this up. Just ask.

I am waiting to here if I got a job that I interviewed for...

There is nothing like absolutely hating your current job, interviewing at a place that you would kill to be at- then having to sit at the same old desk- while waiting for the phone to ring...

I am now going to church more- which means that there is a positive side to hating your job.

I also keep a prayer card on my desk- when I have the urge to pummel someone with a stapler- I can hold onto the card and think of all of the reasons that prison is a bad place...

I have been doing this more then 3 years now....Bored! I am the only one in the office right now because the other person in here is sick today.
I gave my notice about 8 months ago and they talked me into staying....hmmmm. I haven't really done anything since then..My boss doesn't work. She goes out to her "Sales Call" but then calls from home, The Mall, where ever...
and then comes back to work and asks me if things got taken care of....Oh yeah...they're done! Sure! Whatever you want boss! All taken care of...

I just about gave up on this website- I figured what the fuck, nothing ever changes- why bother writing about it- but then again- I had the fucking twat bitch start her shit again and I'm thinking it's just a matter of time before I get the shove- seems when I stand up for myself is when I get shoved out of a job and then I spend months looking again- hopeful that I will find the right job and be happy for the next 10 years.. (nah) The bitch started uyp with me a few nights ago, giving all her mates 25 min.

Okay.. so everyone hates the Chinese products and "goons and thugs" identities are basically true.. The one good thing about working in China is that YOU get to tell these fuckers to FUCK OFF !! The companies have no power to control the Americans working here... We can simply go back to the most powerful and greatest country in the world and they are stuck in this shit hole. These people will wine and dine you till your fat as a horse without any cost to you..The woman are eager to please and WOW !

Guess what? The store is going to hire another worthless piece of shit they call a specialist! He starts Monday-though he'll be in training for about a week before he's out on the salesfloor. The two they already have are beginning to sweat- gee, fuck me out of money (and promotion) but you won't be able to screw this guy around. I'm looking forward to seeing three of them now fight for file folders like wolves over a scrap of carrion..

Well it's been just over 3 months since I started my new job as an electrician for a large company.

I don't miss my old desk job, I don't miss the bullshit I had to listen to every fucking day that dribbled from the mouth of psycho-hose beast slappers that get sick pleasure out of making peoples lives hell.

My job used to be great. I ran the IT section of the business, unquestioned. I ran it, and it ran good. Near perfect. No downtimes... no nothin. I'm like a god of the technology world.

Then the President wants me to do shit regarding business practices. WTF. I'm not a business man... I'm a techie. assholes.

So now I got to find a new job, one that will treat me for what I am... the best fuckin IT guy on the face of the planet.

So, I've had two interviews, now and an informal job offer from another office within my current organization. Very exciting!

Today I had the vast displeasure of being in the same time zone of a hostile parent. I attended a zonal sports meet with the rest of my staff and school at a local stadium today, something that I could have and should have skipped altogether. The new principal had the bright idea of inviting parents who had time to travel with the group and attend, something that is not usually done, btw.

I don't want to jinx myself, but I may not be hanging around here much longer. I have a job interview on Wednesday - it's within the same organization, but an entirely different department and appears to be a small, friendly group of people.

I can dream, right?

The timing couldn't better. I can't stand this place anymore - can't stand the people, the sight of it, the upper-levels, my cohort...none of it. I'm having a hard time being civil to people, let along helpful or god forbid friendly. Most days I wear headphones with no music playing, just so people will stay away.

I have worked in my job since 1999. It was supposed to be a short term job until I could find something better. Haha, joke's on me. Every time I think of that statement about starting out here, I get depressed.

The sad thing is that I've been looking for work since about 2004 (on and off) and have found nothing that can match the salary here. And the salary here is still less than I was making prior to 1999. The salary is ok, but not great if you know what I mean.

I am not this job. This job is not me.

This is a job, not a career. Definitely not MY career.

This job is how I pay my rent. I love my apartment.

This job is how I pay my student loans. I loved being a student.

This job is how I save money for retirement. (I will be able to retire someday. I hope)

This job puts food in our mouths. I keeps us alive.

This job is how we save to take our dream trip to Italy. (In two years.)

This job is something to put on my resume so that I may find a better job where hopefully they will not treat me like a three-year-old. One can hope, anyway.

I am an elementary school teacher in the deep south. I teach in a miserable, oppressive inner-city school. Basically, I am in total hell! I don't know how much longer I can endure teaching. I am so stuck....I wanna cry! The only reason I am still teaching is because I have 3 young children; two of which attend a "good" school outside our own district. They are allowed to do so BECAUSE I am a teacher. I am really just allowing myself to be abused and tormented so that they will get a good education. Sad huh? I literally want to cry every morning when my alarm goes off and I have to force myself to get out of bed. When I get to school I feel like I am in prison. It is so bad I have to take anti-depressants and nerve pills just to get through the day. Some of the kids in my class are so vile that I could drop kick them into the next parish! They have severe behavioral problems and their parents(for lack of a better term) use the public school system as a free daycare center. The administration is terrible as well. What is it about zero people skills and public school administration? They have to be the most hateful, useless pieces of shit that I know. They find the most inconsequential bullshit to nit-pick about. HELP I AM DYING!!!!!

Friend, if you don't go through my 'Reverse Funnel System' and experience it for yourself, how will you escape your depressing job? How will you achieve your financial freedom? How will you dramatically improve your standard of living?

Sure, there are hundreds of "opportunities" out there. But how many offer you an exact replica of a booming Internet business that already makes its Marketing Partners $5,000 - $10,000 per week?

How many allow you to work side-by-side with bona fide Internet millionaires? We will be Joint Venture partners in this. I don't make any real money until you do, so I have a huge stake in your success.