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30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 8 - Share Something You Struggle With

Week 2, Day 1:  30 Day Writing Challenge: Day 8 - Share Something You Struggle With

I am beat. Dead tired.  I've just worked my 5th 12 hour day out the last 6 days.  I'm struggling with a job that I absolutely abhor.  I'm struggling with a co-worker who can't seem to remember how to do things from one month to the next.  This individual is old enough to retire, yet they don't.  They continue to plague me with their presence.  I don't want to wish death or a debilitating disease on them, but I'm seriously considering breaking out my voodoo kit and cursing this individual.  I'm struggling with a company whose management philosophy is ass backwards.  It's not just the company with its metaphorical head up its hyperbolic ass or the moronic idiots I'm forced to deal with everyday.  The struggle is that no one seems to understand how to perform or plan things in a logical state.  Simplify situations and follow a sensible path.  They lack common sense.  They thrive on impractical reasoning and illogical thinking.


It's like the old idiom of putting the cart before the horse.  The disclaimers on television commercials warning to not try this at home were added for these people.  Or the warning on the side of a coffee cup cautioning them that the beverage within is hot and could scald them.  It's like the V-8 commercial.  You want to smack them squarely in the center of the forehead in hope that some sense might be jarred into them.

When did this world become so fucking stupid?  Really.  Someone please reply.  Was it always like this and I was too young and naive to have noticed it while I was growing up?  I don't just jump up and run off half-cocked at a brick wall.  Yet, I seem to be surrounded by people who do just that, figuratively.  They don't know how to take a logical approach to a problem, make a plan and then follow through.

There is a substantial lack of logic in this world.  In the business world.  In people's personal lives.  I should say my real struggle is not just the dealing with all of this, but to quell the desire to slap the living shit out of these assholes who so richly deserve it.

I probably should give you examples, but I'm sick of thinking about it.  Also, I shouldn't write blogs while sober, tired and pissed off after having a really shitty day.  Alas, they wanted us to share a struggle.  Bon appetit!

Tomorrow: Day 9 - Post some words of wisdom that speak to you.  Hah!!


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