As I was driving at work today, I had a realization. It's that, even though all of us workers at my place of employment are poor, everyone is so nice. I arrived at work in a pretty bad mood, fighting traffic all the way there. And as I walked to the back lot, one of the other employees who drives around in the brown van, said hello. It was just so nice. It doesn't sound like any big deal to write about. But it was how he smiled and looked at me to make sure heard him. And all of the men call me by my name (except the married dog). And Clarence said he's getting money to fix his motor home. I told him "good then you can take me to the beach." He smiled and said "sounds like a plan." I should've given him my phone number. It's not that we're a team, they're just nice people. I thought that it's so much better to go to that stress free job, with nice poor people. And not to an office where there are mean, stressed out, egotistical, adults all trying to get promoted and buy bigger houses, and drive flashier cars. And abuse the people who aren't as fortunate as they are, or who don't have degrees. I'd forgotten what nice people there are working there, after not being there for a week.
I'm thinking that maybe it's the reason that I take these low-paying jobs and don't even try for the others. It's that I hate working with assholes and people who have money so much on their minds. It's just easier to be around the normal, poor and nice people. Like myself.
I just arrived home to my bubby and Nala. She's such a crier. I know Buddy wants to come out of his cage. And I put on my air conditioner too. That's all for now. Maybe I'll have more cognitions later on today.
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