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Some days I am filled with Hate

Mother fucker. God damned stupid whore-bag sonovabitch chode munching shitbag.

The president of my company has made it madatory for us to come in on the weekend. True it's only half a day on either Saturday or Sunday, but no, just no. I'm paid for 40 hours a week, not 48 or 44, 40. I get my work done and I get it done on time. I am always finished with what I need to be finished with by Friday.

Fuck! I cannot iterate this word enough at this. Fuck Fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK!!

This weekend, I woke up in the middle of the night between Saturday and Sunday, my heart pounding and my face sweating because I thought I had forgotten to set the alarm and that I had to be at work the next day. I'm going to go batty on someone if they come near me on the weekend during my mandatory half day at work.

Today, I am filled with hate.

All I know is that I need to go home and sit and listen to something very mellow.

Posted by Utopia at January 30, 2006 03:27 PM

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I'd be filled with hate too. When we were forced to work a few hours on the weekend we were given OT and pizza.

That's just so damn wrong.

Posted by: Andrea at January 31, 2006 06:19 AM


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