Category Archives: I hate my job

Refreshed, Relaxed, and a Hell of a lot more Positive

Like so many mothers out there, I enjoy a little alone time. A little “me” time, if you will. And like most mothers, I rarely get it. With my previous job ending and a bright new future on the horizon, … Continue reading

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A whole lot of hate

I hate everyone today. I woke up this morning with a whole lotta hate. No particular reason, we all have those days. But I hate this person because they have money. I hate that person because they have time. I … Continue reading

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Too embarassed for words, thank goodness there’s Twitter

So, I’m not the most social media savvy person out there.  And I’ve only recently discovered Twitter. And you know how they say to hide your social media sites just in case your employer feels the need to check in … Continue reading

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The Devil Actually Wears Scarves

Have you ever had a boss that hates you? No, loathes you. A boss that tells you that you do nothing? Even though you’re working nights, weekends, and all day, even on your days off? And no matter how many … Continue reading

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A thankless job, but certainly not sh*tless

My friend Tracey told me the other day, “your life is like a sitcom.”  So true, my friend.  Seriously.  Nothing normal happens to us.  When the sh*t hits the fan, it gets everywhere, I mean ev.er.y.where. Oh, while we’re on … Continue reading

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Enemies

Today, let’s talk about enemies.  Quite a melancholy topic to discuss before one of the best weekends of the summer, but enemies have taken over my week, brought me —->this close<—- to a mental breakdown, and created that “last straw,” … Continue reading

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Dear News/Internet,

I have no interest in hearing anything about this man:   I have no interest in being reminded that while we struggle with multiple  jobs, bills we can’t pay, and broken cars we can’t fix, this man can do anything he wants … Continue reading

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