I mean career wise. There was never any doubt that I was coming back alive, sadly. Wouldn’t that have been cool? A bit of daring do? Risk of death? No such luck.
I did almost quit today though. Which is kind of impressive. Drugged up as I am. Laid back as I am, bought in as I am. Just…. they managed to tick me off that much, and here is how. We’ve been running fake cases on the computer all week. It’s a slog, not fun even a little. I’m sick of it. Yesterday they said we were done with it, and I was kinda happy about that.
Also important background, yesterday the car I’ve been driving was broken into while I was sleeping. They took my hat and a fanny pack full of vape gear. About $200 worth of stuff, just gone. and it made me the center of attention for the rest of the trip, not fun at all. The car got fixed and since it was a a State car that didn’t cost me, but it kind of wore out any novelty or fun left in the trip.
Back to today. We reach the end of our planned activities. I want to go home, because with drive time I’m easily at 40 hours. BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. No sir. Not gonna happen. Why? Because we have some locals in the class, and they’d have to go back to work………………
so do you know what they do? ANOTHER FUCKING HOUR OF LAB TIME. OH JOY OH RAPTURE UNFORSEEN HOW COULD SUCH BLESSINGS RAIN ON ME?!
So I’m going into overtime, against my will. Waiting another hour to see my wife and dog, against my will. Fucking with the messed up training environment, for no additional credit or any gain……………………….
oh there’s another rant here, about the smoking situation. See, some places just won’t let you smoke indoors. That’s fairly typical 21st century anti tobacco attitude. We’ve gotten USED TO that. Or they make you get so many feet away from the door, again, not great, but I can tolerate that. That’s not enough for this god forsaken hell hole.
Nowhere on the property, which stretches for ACRES.
Not just that, not any of the adjoining properties, which stretch for half a MILE.
You have to walk for a long while or drive to go smoke.
I mean, the inhuman hatred is impressive. and it almost drove me to be like……. how about I drive back and you guys figure the rest of your shit out? I’m so sick of this shit………..
but I sacked up. I dealt.
but now it’s come up. It’s like when you first admit you might break up with someone you’re dating. You shouldn’t EVEN GET TO THAT THOUGHT IN A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP. But you can’t unbreak that window. and now cold wind will blow in every now and then. It’s going to happen, probably. Trust has been broken, because they fucking lied to your FACE, and repeatedly treated you like shit when you set the standard that you expected better.
Or I’m nuts. Who said I know anything about how healthy humans relate? I haven’t a clue…. apparently you can tell people they have to walk half a mile to smoke and that’s RESPECTFUL. FUCK
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As a smoker myself I share your frustration with having to trek half a mile for a smoke. I remember as a kid in the late 80’s you could smoke nearly everywhere, I hated it at the time because I didn’t smoke but now it would be great.