I Do I Do I Do

If this job was a person i would **** on it shi* on it throw it in the sea and have a 100 sharks eat it, then they would shi* it out and eat it again. I HATE this job, i fuc*ing hate it. I hate it with a passion, i hate it soo much i had dreams of asteroids n comets crashing into this building and blowing everything up. I want the taliban to target this place next, just blow it up. It doesnt matter if im in it, blow me up as well i dont mind.

End this fuc*ing misery. Stupid comnputer administrative invoices mother fuc*er. Stupid as* employees and stupid tea that i drink every morning just so i can have some flavour in my day. Fuc* this, fuc* you, fuc* the window, the sun outside and everyone out there smiling and enjoying the summer... fuc* them as well.

Its friday, im goina leave this place and violate that wine bottle in my fridge when iget home. Goina molest it soo hard it wont know whats happening.
BronzeEspada BronzeEspada
31-35, M
2 Responses Jul 15, 2011

How ironic indeed.It was after I was laid off from a lumber store that I would fantasize about destruction to the building and I fantasized about setting it on fire to boot.I missed that trade like a mother would miss her dead child.

HAHAHA Your story made my toes tickle