This job is crushing my soul….I’ve got to pull myself out of this rented mental porta potty. It’s draining me. It would be so different if business would pick up and I was super busy but it’s NOT. I’m a hustler baby, I love to hustle and get work done. So this is really a struggle.

I’ve tried writing poems several times but I’m just not feeling inspired. With the five guys I share the office with, they’re either singing Nickelback songs or talking about video games. Like right this second, they’re arguing about Doug looking just like the orangutan “Maurice” from Planet Of The Apes. I mean they’re serious too.

It’s distracting and annoying. But how can I tell them to shut the fuck up because I’m over here trying to do my own personal writing? Besides, they’re soooooo nosy. The would want to read what I write. I can’t have that.

I’m afraid they’re tarnishing my attitude about men. I spend so much time here with them….Now when I look at other men I just get angry thinking they’re part of the “Work Man Gang” here. Shaking my head…..I have issues right?

I guess I’ll just play solitaire and look into taking some classes here on line. I’m so ready for Friday…

Published by lennonliberated

The "About" me section is the first thing I look for when a blog catches my eye when scrolling through the discovery section of WP. Yet, it scares the living fuck out of me to have to sum up in detail this section of my very own blog. Why? Because whatever I write, you might be hooked or bored to tears. Actually, you're probably already bored to tears by now. So let me get to it then..... By the way, I used to have a blog called Fabulous With Glitches so some of this might sound familiar. Friends might describe me as the life of the party yet secretive. I tend to keep things inside that trouble me. I've been self-reliant all of my life and I don't like to show weakness or that something worries me. Holding back has led me to seek refuge here. I can write out my thoughts and feelings so that it frees up my mind. It seems like my mind is open 24/7 like a gas station and just never turns off the open sign. I grew up in the south and come from the typical opinionated southern christian parents. Well, they're very involved now in church. Growing up, my parents weren't necessarily "present" in my life. They were around and did the best they could I suppose. I'm grateful for everything they have contributed in my life. I know that it could've been much worse. As they say, I wouldn't be who I am if I didn't grow up the way that I did. Gritty is a good word to describe me as well. I've had to speak up and defend myself throughout my life. I'm confident and a bit headstrong. I have two cats and I adore them needless to say. Their names are Franklin and Farrah. Yes, I consider myself a crazy cat lady, what's it to ya? You will see pictures of them throughout my blog I'm sure :) Welcome and thank you so much for stopping by and peaking into my safe place full of random thoughts. XO

17 thoughts on “Tuesday

  1. Being bored is no excuse for playing Nickelback. Are they Canadian? Cohabitating workspace with male goofballs is fixable, but itโ€™s messy and mostly illegal. Restore your faith in men … one at a time … if necessary. Iโ€™m always here. Part of the solution, Lennon. ๐Ÿ˜Ž


    1. I always tell myself that. It could be worse and I could work with all women. I shouldn’t complain at all and just be grateful for a job but sometimes it’s just so hard to remember that.


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