You ever hear those people talk (you know the ones were you work) who say they love their job. Well I’ve decided to jump on the bandwagon. I don’t want to left out any more when I talk to these corporate shills. But me being me, I do have one minor variation to this love of the job.

Ok so I love my job. I love the work I do. It’s the people I hate. And when I say the people, I mean all the people. The customers and the people I work with, I hate them all. I hate the people on the phone. I hate them be it phone reservations or just some lazy fuck calling for bus information.

So can I be one of those annoying I love my job people? No I didn’t think so. Sometimes I just want to strangle those lying empty pathetic bastards.

Because I feel that those people who say they love their jobs are liars. Sure maybe sometimes I like my job. Maybe sometimes I may even love my job. Sometimes I even enjoy doing my job. But not all the damn time.

Liars are bad people and lets not forget that. If a guy tells me they are going to order shirts for the front desk, then they better get their bald ass in gear and order the damn shirts.

But then I’m just saying this as I think out loud.