I’m not one to rant, but this work stuff is for the birds. Really! What do you do when you are just so tired of the same old same-old that when the next thing happens you snap? Well, if you are me you rant. Not sure that it does wonders for my social standing but I feel a bit better.

In any case I’m about to the point where being a cashier at Target sounds really good, or at least less better than the gut wrenching stress of the current job every week. If only I could fix that pesky cost of living thing. Hmmm.