The meniality of work…

Here I am, sitting here at work, about ready to shoot someone, or at least that’s how I feel inside.   I’m frustrated, I feel so used, so taken advantage of.  I’m tired of working with incompetent co-workers, people who wont even bother to help me put accessories into inventory.  Every time we get accessories in, who  handles them?  Not the others, oh no, it’s always me.  Guh, I’m about ready to hurt one of them.

In other news, I might hang out with Krystal tomorrow after work, whoo.  I’m so bored, I feel like I wake up, get online for an hour or two and then go to work, come home and sleep.  It feels so repetitive and boring, I feel about ready to die!  I can’t wait till I start school, I miss doing things like that, I miss meeting people, I miss learning things.  I miss being me, and right now all I feel like is a zombie, and to be honest…I don’t really care for zombies anymore (except T-Virus).

I’m kind of hungry right now for some reason.  Someone email me some food?