Yawn...

I found out today, that one of the greatest things you can do as a proletariat grown up, is to tell your boss your'e not rocking in to work tomorrow.

Fuck you,
Shove it,
Various other final words spring to mind.

When it came to me,
I had always thought this would be some kind of grandiose event;
A butting of the minds...
A subtle point of view presented and defended by myself,
The exposition of some profound revelation,
Pervaded only by the cool eloquence someone like me could exude...
Except it didn't quite happen like that.

Fuck...

It went down like this...
I eschew my boss/line mgr/all round idiot. Cause fuck like they'd be at word outside of normal hours
And talk so someone in a similar position, who does this and many others to a degree that remains unappreciated and coincidentally happens to be someone I like and recognise the work they do.
Direction of the grand exit falls over here.

Discussion/Circumstances + New Employer = you can start Monday...What?

Fuck that, ima take a week off. Woot!

Still you cant help but think what if... well I can't.

But the subtly... It's understated bliss
No one will ever see me walk into that place again as a yoked piece of shit.
“I heard...”
“But you're...”
“Aren't you...”
“No fuck that shit.”

It's is pretty exciting.

And yet I hear, from reliable or otherwise sources that, idiots are being promoted after supremely qualified individuals have been fired or overlooked.
Shit sure is funny, and I don't mean haha funny either, actually it is for me, but not for the people I mentioned.
It doesn't make me wonder, why the whole shit heap is packing in.
And for the record its not packing in, there is just a re correction for the commodities boom of the early 2000's.

But rest assured the apocalypse is a few series of unfortunate, yet well timed events away.

Now I'm bored, wish I hadn't take that week off.