Just another one of the ways in which my job is screwing me. It’s one thing to smile and nod all day, pretend to be the most pleasant desk clerk gnome in the world – but what I am feeling inside is… despair. I can’t walk without a significant limp now, people at work are starting to call me “gimpy” because apparently that’s funny. I’m also frequently getting questions when I go to shop for basic things, or see someone I know. “What’s wrong? You’re really hurtin’ eh?”
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Just another one of the ways in which my job is screwing me. ...
Ya know, I had trouble walking most of the first 3 months of this year. As much as it frustrated the @#$% out of me, I didn't take it out on my coworkers or develop an A-Hole attitude toward my job. Nor did I develop an A-Hole attitude toward people who showed concern.
Surely it’s harder for them… though I am debating getting myself a cane, I don’t know if it will help, but it might be worth trying.
They should have 5 or 10 at your nearest CVS or Walgreens. Pick one and walk up and down the aisle a couple of times. How tough is that?
Anyhow, on top of dealing with the stupid, criminal labor violations at my place of work, I have to deal with the owner – the big boss, who is back this week. Usually he comes in for a few days a month, but they tell me that lately he has been visiting more often. He is… how do I say this… An egotistical, narcissistic, cruel bully, one of those insufferable rich people who despises the poor, but must have his own head far enough up his own ass to constantly be licking that silver spoon.
I supose the boss could actually be as described, but given this character's attitude, I suspect the real "beef" is that he "makes" people do the work they're paid to do.
I used to do a lot of manual labor, spent a good deal of time working for carpenters and farmers – and some of it was under the table ...
Charming, a tax cheat wanting government bennies paid for by others who don't cheat.
There may be other jobs out there I can do – my area is just very limited in what kind of work is available in regards to what they call “unskilled labor”.
Translation: didn't get an education or learn a trade, but wants others to pay for the life-mess created by his choices.
The medical condition is a lifelong struggle, I mean – the post traumatic stress and the panic attacks.
If it really has been lifelong - i.e. it limited him in childhood - all the more reason to have gotten an education.
Has he announced a
GoFundMe yet?