No integrity

Job # 2 (a.k.a, the part time job) and I are not going to part ways on good terms. Well, at least I won't part ways with one person in particular. Why? Because he's a douche. A complete and utter douche. I mean, douche bag of the highest order. He will throw you under the … Continue reading No integrity

it’s always your fault, even when it isn’t

I feel like that should be the motto of every customer service career for any company. Because even if you have legitimate proof that you had nothing to do with their issues, it's still your fault. I don't take it personally - I know they're just mad and I happen to be the closest thing … Continue reading it’s always your fault, even when it isn’t

Who needs a new job?

This girl.Spending all day at training for something that really doesn't apply to my actual job is kind of pointless and waste of my time.Especially when they spend the day talking about how they're going to make women better by completely changing the way they look (just one more reason of why I shouldn't be … Continue reading Who needs a new job?

Smiles All Around

I have a smile on my face, but I’m not entirely happy. Why then do I have this huge ear to ear grin on my lips you ask? Because Karma’s a really great thing. Take for instance you have a co-worker who gets away with everything, does nothing, sees nothing wrong with doing nothing, and … Continue reading Smiles All Around

Can you really believe it?

I haven't written here as often as I'd like, but I'm writing a little more each month, slowly, but surely. I've actually kept the promise I made to write more, even if it's only been in the last few months. Personally I think it's because of the new job, which I won't say I hate, … Continue reading Can you really believe it?

I’ve Done It Again . . .

Yeah, I know. I'm an extreme slacker. It's been over two months since I've written. I've been bad, I know. But I have a few excuses. Well, I like to call them excuses.Excuse 1: Work. The job I hate and wish I could quit is pretty much sucking the life out of me. It's also … Continue reading I’ve Done It Again . . .