Ranting and raving mad
Oct. 15th, 2004 05:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
piploverPlease feel free to skip.
I am so fucking tired of all the damn buddy fuckers around here. Apparently I am not performing up to standard in the mail room, and they are sending me back to my unit on Monday. By the way, I was in a great mood this morning, and now I am fucking pissed off. I hate this fucking place!
If the people I work with thought I was not doing my job, then why the fuck didn't they just tell me? Why go behind my back and talk shit about me to my NCO? Are they that cowardly and that low that they can't even tell me to my face that I am not doing something right?
What the fuck! One of them can go off for three days last week and leave three inexperianced personel in the room, one of whom has worked in mailrooms with very different standards before, and then how dare she come back and tell us we did a piss poor job without her?
Do these people honestly think that I am going to put up with this shit? No! I have had it. If they send me back, I swear I am getting out of this fucking army. I already have too much wrong with me to put up with this nonesense. I had buddy fuckers in my last unit and I have buddy fuckers in this unit. I am tired of it. And not just me. They said they want the other guy gone as well! Whoopdy fucking do. Do you think the NCOs realize that in a month the one who screwed us over is going to be gone, and the one left behind knows nothing on how we work? Not to mention that if they get two new people, they will know even less and will have to be trained all over again. Fuck them. Fuck this place. I have had it. I want out. I hate the fucking army, and I won't beg anyone's pardon for saying so. I wanted to defend my country, not get screwed by it.
I am so fucking tired of all the damn buddy fuckers around here. Apparently I am not performing up to standard in the mail room, and they are sending me back to my unit on Monday. By the way, I was in a great mood this morning, and now I am fucking pissed off. I hate this fucking place!
If the people I work with thought I was not doing my job, then why the fuck didn't they just tell me? Why go behind my back and talk shit about me to my NCO? Are they that cowardly and that low that they can't even tell me to my face that I am not doing something right?
What the fuck! One of them can go off for three days last week and leave three inexperianced personel in the room, one of whom has worked in mailrooms with very different standards before, and then how dare she come back and tell us we did a piss poor job without her?
Do these people honestly think that I am going to put up with this shit? No! I have had it. If they send me back, I swear I am getting out of this fucking army. I already have too much wrong with me to put up with this nonesense. I had buddy fuckers in my last unit and I have buddy fuckers in this unit. I am tired of it. And not just me. They said they want the other guy gone as well! Whoopdy fucking do. Do you think the NCOs realize that in a month the one who screwed us over is going to be gone, and the one left behind knows nothing on how we work? Not to mention that if they get two new people, they will know even less and will have to be trained all over again. Fuck them. Fuck this place. I have had it. I want out. I hate the fucking army, and I won't beg anyone's pardon for saying so. I wanted to defend my country, not get screwed by it.
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Date: 2004-10-15 07:31 pm (UTC)I'm sorry you're having such a crappy time, and I wish there was something I could do to help you feel better. I guess I'll just offer more hugs instead.
*hugs*
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Date: 2004-10-15 07:42 pm (UTC)Hang in there, kiddo.
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Date: 2004-10-15 11:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-16 08:05 am (UTC)I hope your days will look brighter very soon!