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I am an idiot.

This entry goes out to Jeffrey R. I mean [JRR].

This job, that I have, is the hardest job I have ever had. It gives me headaches and really tries my patience. Sometimes, I wonder, am I at the right job? What the hell am I doing?

I just feel like I’m doing everything wrong.

Anyway, my coworkers make fun of me for having a “diary”. However, they also swear incessantly and I don’t. I sort of just take everything in and I don’t regurgitate and I’m thinking it’s taking a toll on me and how I perceive things and people.

They will make fun of me from writing this entry but I don’t care. It’s my fault for ever even mentioning I had such a thing and for being such a “girl”.

Don’t get me wrong, good natured ribbing is fine but the only thing I have is writing sometimes and they made fun of that as well. And they do this high pitched voice. And they hate me. And I hate them. heh heh heh.

I was in the company bathroom and there was this girl in a stall who was absolutely quiet. Not a sound. And I’m thinking “She wants to take a crap but she’s waiting till I leave.” I was feeling mean, so I lingered a bit.

And then she cut the cheese.

And then I left.

And I’m wondering why I work for a living and if I should’ve just kept an easy job.

I’m never satisfied.