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Change of Plans

I was planning to write about forgiveness during today’s blog. I had a funny story about how a kid clipped my car in a parking lot on Saturday and I ran his ass down. True story, but we’re flipping the script today. Just going to rant a little here.

I *hate* waking up for my job every morning. I know, first world problem. I am very fortunate to have a decent paying job. Throughout the course of history, I am one of the most privileged people to ever walk the earth. Understanding all of this I have done some deep thinking and come to the following conclusion: fuck that.

Fuck this fucking job and this fucking office. Fuck my fucking managers (great guys) and my fucking colleagues (great people). Fuck their dumb fucking 8 AM Monday morning conversations (honestly pretty captivating sometimes). Fuck their dumb fucking joke about how I was late for walking in at 8:01 today (haha pretty funny though). Fuck my fucking alarm that I pressed snooze 6 times on today (thank god for that thing though). Fuck my fucking boss and his weekly reminder to update the website banner (glad he did though because I forgot last week).

Hopefully someday I won’t have to keep doing this but for now this is where I am. And boy do I LOVE to complain about it. All in all, I’m still pretty lucky to have this job and with every “fuck this” comes a grateful thought. So kick ass this week fellas but also fuck this.