....for those about to breathe fire, we solute you....
Ok, so I know it's been a while since my last post, and I was giddy, MY FAULT. I'm going to get to the meat and potatoes of this here post and start firing away. Check it out, have you ever had that feeling, like some people, co-workers, people you know, whomever, who keep you around for shit that you can do for them instead of, oh I don't know, who you actually fucking are? I, for one, am getting a little fucking tired of feeling like I'm sitting on the bench waiting for the coach to call me in. And it's funny how some people act nice in front of your face and right around and fuckin tear a piece of your ass out. Some people I have worked with, no names, no descriptions please, seem very nice on the outside until you reach the creamy center and all of a sudden, thats not nuget, but fiery death. God, sometimes I just want to drink gasoline so I can spit hot fire, I want to kick somebody in the kidneys, I want to fart just as someone opens their mouth, I want to hit someone with a frying pan the size of Texas..........aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Damn that felt good.Now that I've pretty much spent my rage machine and freaked alot of you out, (it's ok, I'm really not like this in real life), on to more pressing issues. I've been thinking lately, that I'm tired of working for someone. I've been thinking alot about starting my own business, about turning this baking job into something that will actually make me some money. I'm tired of hating my job, I'm tired of going in and dealing with sorry ass fucking people too childish to get their heads out of their asses. So I guess the gist is that I don't want to work for someone, I want to work for myself, turn a business, sell it, then travel and do some radio work. I like music, I think I could make a good dj, plus I like the sound of my own voice.
posted by jtothek @ 6:09 PM
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