...rebelled against your job so hard that you ended up writing a post that comes across as clearly manic?
Have you ever liked your job, but still rebelled against it?
Have you ever suddenly realized that your boss knows about your blog?
Have you ever tried to say nice things about your job because your boss might be reading?
Have you ever felt as if those nice things come across as slightly insincere?
Nevertheless, I am liking my job. It’s new (gloat gloat gloat). I’ll probably talk more about it in a different post sometime, but whoa hey let’s not get too personal here. Next thing you know you’ll be wanting to find out where I live. Which you never will. Because I move every three weeks for that very reason.
Have you ever realized you were about to enter into a rental agreement that lasts a year, and then wondered if you landlord could possibly, even ever somehow, read your anonymous blog and not realize you were joking?
Have you ever felt suddenly uncomfortable with everything you’ve ever said?
Have you ever remembered that one time in high school when you told a guy he should wear size small t-shirts so they would fit him properly?
And then cringed a lot?
And have you ever wondered what would happen if a tornado came along while you were on the toilet?
Would you still end up in Oz or would you go...somewhere else?
Have you ever put “...” in a sentence to make it sound provocative even when you have no idea what you’re talking about?
Have you ever never spelled the word “provocative” in your life, and therefore aren’t sure how to spell it or what it exactly means?
Have you ever felt sheltered?
Have you ever been annoyed by people who ask a lot of questions?
Yeah me too.
Have you ever liked your job, but still rebelled against it?
Have you ever suddenly realized that your boss knows about your blog?
Have you ever tried to say nice things about your job because your boss might be reading?
Have you ever felt as if those nice things come across as slightly insincere?
Nevertheless, I am liking my job. It’s new (gloat gloat gloat). I’ll probably talk more about it in a different post sometime, but whoa hey let’s not get too personal here. Next thing you know you’ll be wanting to find out where I live. Which you never will. Because I move every three weeks for that very reason.
Have you ever realized you were about to enter into a rental agreement that lasts a year, and then wondered if you landlord could possibly, even ever somehow, read your anonymous blog and not realize you were joking?
Have you ever felt suddenly uncomfortable with everything you’ve ever said?
Have you ever remembered that one time in high school when you told a guy he should wear size small t-shirts so they would fit him properly?
And then cringed a lot?
And have you ever wondered what would happen if a tornado came along while you were on the toilet?
Would you still end up in Oz or would you go...somewhere else?
Have you ever put “...” in a sentence to make it sound provocative even when you have no idea what you’re talking about?
Have you ever never spelled the word “provocative” in your life, and therefore aren’t sure how to spell it or what it exactly means?
Have you ever felt sheltered?
Have you ever been annoyed by people who ask a lot of questions?
Yeah me too.
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