I come to work and I see an email from the boss asking me or another night shift coworker to please give a quick vacuum to the call center area... granted it's not a large area, it's maybe the size of a living room or 2 small hotel rooms, I'm pretty sure if I don't do it they'll give me crap because sometimes I dont do much all night, but it fucking angered me like you wouldnt believe it, I'm sitting here busting my ass off, I have 2 jobs, I dont get to have days off or enjoy my motherfucking weekend for these lousy $12 fucking an hour and this piece of shit has the audacity to ask me to vacum, I dont feel above any job, but of course I'm sad and angry that I dont have a better job, or at least something I like or related to what I studied... but it angers me to find myself at 4a.m. vacuuming the floor, I have angry tears streaming down my face, nice lie, this is what I have accomplished for myself.
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