Goddamit. More and more and more and more...I'm honestly contemplating quitting. My nerves are wrecked, my back aches, my **** feet hurt (bad shoes, spent well over 60 euros trying to fix things, on top of the 100 I paid for the shoes themselves), my stomach is always upset, I despise the kinda work they do here, I haven't slept or eaten well since I started working here, and my poorly specified contract lets my other immediate boss lump every **** thing she can come up with on my plate and I'm paid much less than is the minimum for my line of work. I'm like a train wreck waiting to happen.
...But logic dictates that I *got* to stay onboard, try to summon up strength to carry on doing this crap day in, day out, and even try and negotiate myself a pay raise. After all, how else am I going to pay those bills, clothe myself, buy games that I can pour what little hours I got left after the working day just so I could forget that the same rumba is waiting for me after my alarm clock rips me away from sleep to face yet another day of aches and stress.
I'm starting to hate myself, too, reduced to whining and ranting. But I gotta vent some, or my head's gonna pop. I'm literally sick and tired.
