...futile...at work, anyway. for what am i working? or for whom, really. i just want my version of 'OK'. i don't want the moon...not your moon...i just want my piece...my tiny slice of my definition of heaven. and i work hard. it should not be this hard. it should be easier. all it should take is some hard work. but my hard work is all for you. because you rape me of that for which i work. while you sit in your luxury...laughing with your cronies...whooping it up. i'm sick of it, already. and so are many others. it won't be long.
my boss is demanding, too. but then i just remind her that without me she's going to be a hungry baby sitting in a messy diaper all day. that usually does the trick. ;)
So, yeah: All of my time seems: wrapped up in someone else. Maybe that's why I'm so fussy about getting my time on the internet.
Oh, it's not so rough at work. It's just rough having an income that exceeds most average Americans and not being able to afford the bare necessities. OK, so yes, I can afford the absolutely bare minimum...but it's not easy. I think it should be easier. If I work hard, I don't want to have to worry about money. I don't have any credit cards, I have very little debt. My concern is because of childcare expenses, housing expenses, and the expense of having a car. And let's not forget food. These are minor things...I'm not asking for a lot here. But it shouldn't cost so much just to have housing, transportation, childcare, and food. That's pickin' ridiculous. What's left over for college savings, emergencies, vacations, or just plain blowing??? NOT MUCH.
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...futile...at work, anyway. for what am i working? or for whom, really. i just want my version of 'OK'. i don't want the moon...not your moon...i just want my piece...my tiny slice of my definition of heaven. and i work hard. it should not be this hard. it should be easier. all it should take is some hard work. but my hard work is all for you. because you rape me of that for which i work. while you sit in your luxury...laughing with your cronies...whooping it up. i'm sick of it, already. and so are many others. it won't be long.
mark my words...
it won't be long.
aww. sorry it's so rough at work.
my boss is demanding, too. but then i just remind her that without me she's going to be a hungry baby sitting in a messy diaper all day. that usually does the trick. ;)
So, yeah: All of my time seems: wrapped up in someone else. Maybe that's why I'm so fussy about getting my time on the internet.
Oh, it's not so rough at work. It's just rough having an income that exceeds most average Americans and not being able to afford the bare necessities. OK, so yes, I can afford the absolutely bare minimum...but it's not easy. I think it should be easier. If I work hard, I don't want to have to worry about money. I don't have any credit cards, I have very little debt. My concern is because of childcare expenses, housing expenses, and the expense of having a car. And let's not forget food. These are minor things...I'm not asking for a lot here. But it shouldn't cost so much just to have housing, transportation, childcare, and food. That's pickin' ridiculous. What's left over for college savings, emergencies, vacations, or just plain blowing??? NOT MUCH.
childcare costs are INSANE. do you at least get a break during the school year? Is there a latch-key program in your school district?
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