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Posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 10:03:51
I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job
Help me!
Posted by All Done on January 27, 2004, at 10:18:51
In reply to Another Crap-e Day, posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 10:03:51
> I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job
>
> Help me!
OMG, Angielala! I thought I was the only one that made up repetitive chants about hating my job. I once sent an e-mail to my friend with a song I wrote. Unfortunately, the tune is in my head, but you can probably use your own. It goes like this:Ohhhhhhhhhhh...I hate my job
Oh I hate my job
Oh I hate hate hate hate hate my jobGreat minds think alike (or at least unhappy frustrated minds). I don't know if that deserves a : ) or a : (
Posted by All Done on January 27, 2004, at 10:29:11
In reply to Another Crap-e Day, posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 10:03:51
I'm still working on a haiku from yesterday, as well. Just seems like I'm not going to have as much time today. Ugh.
Here's a quick, not very inventive one, though.
my bad job
most of the time stinks
find new one
Posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 10:35:52
In reply to Re: Another Crap-e Day » Angielala, posted by All Done on January 27, 2004, at 10:18:51
I love the song! I have a song I sing in the morning too (I have a few songs- mostly are to my cats but this one is about my job)
I gotta job
I HATE IT
I gotta job
I HATE IT
I wish I was in the mob
so that I wouldn't have this
stupid, boring, moronic job
job
job
I HATE IThehe
> > I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job I hate my job
> >
> > Help me!
>
>
> OMG, Angielala! I thought I was the only one that made up repetitive chants about hating my job. I once sent an e-mail to my friend with a song I wrote. Unfortunately, the tune is in my head, but you can probably use your own. It goes like this:
>
> Ohhhhhhhhhhh...I hate my job
> Oh I hate my job
> Oh I hate hate hate hate hate my job
>
> Great minds think alike (or at least unhappy frustrated minds). I don't know if that deserves a : ) or a : (
Posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 10:44:55
In reply to Re: Another Crap-e Day » Angielala, posted by All Done on January 27, 2004, at 10:29:11
To my boss
Shove this job up yours
Morons and meeting- save me
Bite my big white butt> I'm still working on a haiku from yesterday, as well. Just seems like I'm not going to have as much time today. Ugh.
>
> Here's a quick, not very inventive one, though.
>
> my bad job
> most of the time stinks
> find new one
>
Posted by Poet on January 27, 2004, at 10:50:51
In reply to Another Crap-e Day, posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 10:03:51
Do you watch Southpark? At my last job, I hated my boss so much that I took Cartman's song about Kyle's mom and substituted her name.
Due to being civil, I will censor the lyrics.
______ is a big fat b****
the biggest fat b**** in the whole wide world
oh, _______is a big fat b****
the biggest fat b**** in the whole wide world!I sang it out loud at my going away party. Not the last supper luncheon B**** threw for me, the real party after work at a bar.
I hope you can adapt the lyrics to fit your personal job situation.
Poet
Posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 11:08:24
In reply to Re: Another Crap-e Day » Angielala, posted by Poet on January 27, 2004, at 10:50:51
Poet- that's PERFECT!!! Hahahahahahaha
> Do you watch Southpark? At my last job, I hated my boss so much that I took Cartman's song about Kyle's mom and substituted her name.
>
> Due to being civil, I will censor the lyrics.
>
> ______ is a big fat b****
> the biggest fat b**** in the whole wide world
> oh, _______is a big fat b****
> the biggest fat b**** in the whole wide world!
>
> I sang it out loud at my going away party. Not the last supper luncheon B**** threw for me, the real party after work at a bar.
>
> I hope you can adapt the lyrics to fit your personal job situation.
>
> Poet
Posted by Karen_kay on January 27, 2004, at 12:01:29
In reply to Re: Another Crap-e Day, posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 11:08:24
My last day at work, I did my own personal goodbye... I walked through the office saying "F you (with finger motions)", "F you", "F you!" ...And when I got to someone I liked I simply said, "And you can kiss my A**!" And I didn't bother saying that at the bar next door, I said it in the office. I used to flirt with my boss, until my last day when he invited me back to his house (EWWWWW!!!!)..Even then I had a few beers and some sushi he bought me. (And I'm not an alcoholic...My job just sucked!!!!) But, he used to take me to the bar next door, where I frequently had liquid lunches. And he knew it, he actually bought them! It helped me get through the day, that and the pill problem I had at the time, but I tell you I never had a problem doing my job. Seriously! I had a problem keeping my mouth shut, but no problem doing my job, they even made me a trainer, so I had to train the new people taking my place...Go figure...Drugs helped me get through the long days...That and the liquid lunch, and the computer sitting on my desk... Luckily, I don't have a pill problem anymore :) I'm actually hesitant to take antianxiety meds even when I REALLY need them...
Posted by Angielala on January 27, 2004, at 12:30:53
In reply to Re: Another Crap-e Day, posted by Karen_kay on January 27, 2004, at 12:01:29
When I left my last job it was golden. I was suing my boss for sexual harrassment. He was a friend, until he locked me in a bathroom and told me that he and his fiance were in love with me and wanted to see me naked. When I turned him down I got demoted. So I sued him. So on my last day, I went to each person in the office (about 70 or so) and told them I was leaving and that Joe was a pig.
"Bye Paul, good knowing you. Keep in mind that Joe is a disgusting perverted pig"
"Bye Steph, I'll miss you. Keep your boobs hidden or Joe might start asking you to go home with him."
"Bye Mr. President. I'm sorry that you think it's ok to employ digusting, arrogant perverts. Hope you don't lose your whole company."
Then I walked into my boss' office and told him that he shouldn't be allowed to have children and that he deserved to be left at the alter (that was his old fiance). Then I flipped him off and said, "see you in court pig"
I have the same problem with my mouth. It gets me in a lot of trouble... but at least I make people laugh ;)
Oh yeah- I won the lawsuit by the way :)
> My last day at work, I did my own personal goodbye... I walked through the office saying "F you (with finger motions)", "F you", "F you!" ...And when I got to someone I liked I simply said, "And you can kiss my A**!" And I didn't bother saying that at the bar next door, I said it in the office. I used to flirt with my boss, until my last day when he invited me back to his house (EWWWWW!!!!)..Even then I had a few beers and some sushi he bought me. (And I'm not an alcoholic...My job just sucked!!!!) But, he used to take me to the bar next door, where I frequently had liquid lunches. And he knew it, he actually bought them! It helped me get through the day, that and the pill problem I had at the time, but I tell you I never had a problem doing my job. Seriously! I had a problem keeping my mouth shut, but no problem doing my job, they even made me a trainer, so I had to train the new people taking my place...Go figure...Drugs helped me get through the long days...That and the liquid lunch, and the computer sitting on my desk... Luckily, I don't have a pill problem anymore :) I'm actually hesitant to take antianxiety meds even when I REALLY need them...
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