Factotum

Isaac Asimov, Maya Angelou, Bob Dole, or someone like that once said that a writer should always be writing because water can’t flow without the faucet running. Well I must have forgotten to pay the water bill.

And for that, I blame my job at the piss factory.

Oh it pays the bills alright, a little TOO well. It pays my bills so good that I can’t leave it.

And I hate the FUCK out of it.

But this pure, burning hatred for middle management and meaningless work is what makes me feel alive.

My boss called and woke me up at 12pm, saying that I was late for a “meeting.”

“What fucking meeting?” I asked him.

“The regional manager is in town and he wants to meet with everyone,” he said.

“If he wants to meet me so bad, then he can come visit ME.”

Then I hung up.

Corporate America, smh.

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