So I apologize in advance for the fact that this is going to be a complete self-pitying rant about how much my life sucks so read at your own risk.
Why the fuck can't I ever win? Was I fucking Hitler or Pol Pot in a previous life? Seriously? Is there some cosmic balance I'm unaware of? I get one little happy thing but then one big crappyass thing? Obviously (or not so much) this would be in refernce to the fact that I didn't get my boss's job. They hired candidate #2. I could be happy they hired her. She'll be part time too apparently. She expects to be fully retired within 5 years. I'll be "groomed" for the job. Blah blah blah. It could've been worse. I could've gotten stuck with the micromanager. The upside to that would have been that I could then move to my new career choice, alcohol counselor. (micromanager = alcoholism. alcoholism= job loss & rehab. rehab = alcohol counselor) I just had my hopes up and I'm kind of sick of having my hopes crashed down. I can't maintain (or even FIND) a relationship (the first person to mention straight bar gets punched even if I have to max out my overly burdened credit cards to fly there and do it in person). I can't move forward in my job. I can't purchase property since I don't have more money because I can't move forward in my job. Bring on the cats and the shuffling defeated corporate drone look for my eyes, because I am done hoping.
We will return to our regularly scheduled entertainment tomorrow. (or later this evening)
Oh one more thing... panhandlers should totally be able to recognize if a person is either crying or on the brink of crying because panhandling to that person could result in a punching. I'm just saying.