Sunday, September 6, 2015
i hate my job. this is not a secret anymore. i hate my job. i hate everything about my job except for certain colleagues whom i actually genuinely like and the internet in the office. i hate the stress, it is not good for my health. trust me i know. i hate the anxiety attacks it gives me because i forgot to do one small part and somehow it becomes something so huge. i hate that my seniors are so controlling. i hate everything. i hate going to the clients' place. i hate having to make an initiative to talk to strangers because it gives me anxiety. i hate that this job makes me feel so depressed sometimes. i hate this job because i can never catch a break, nobody is cutting me any slack. i hate that i'm tired all the time. i hate everything. i hate that my seniors never seem to listen to what i say, they are never patient enough to let me finish my sentences before they interrupt. i hate that because of this job i now have anxiety. i hate that because of this job i now stutter when i talk. i hate this job because my english is like crap now because everything is so chinese.
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