No time like no time at all

I still have no time. Much as happened, and I never have a second to contemplate it–except at work, where it’s all useless anyway. But still. Little to worry about there now. I’ve been denied an interview because the post office is a bag of shit. Thinking about it makes me wonder if the bleakness of it all is just cause to go in and just hold the Reject button down for eight hours. As, you know, symbolism.

But it’s not all bricks and boots in the face. Life is essentially good, and every steep summit has a downwards slope. That could be misinterpreted, but isn’t that the point.

I’ve missed being able to blog. I shouldn’t even be taking the time to do it now. I have my last observe this afternoon, and then probably just enough time to brush my teeth and try to drink enough water that I don’t faint from dehydration or summink before going back to the meaningless void.

I try really hard not to think about work, but then I remember that I’m an adult and I have to start looking for another job so I have to think about it. Even when I know it’s going to be okay, I’m still bloody pissed. You’d think I would have seen it coming seven years ahead, with all of the crap the post office pulled on my dad and his friends.

USE EMAIL, UPS, AND FEDEX. Screw the United States Post Office with a rusted chainsaw. Bugger the bleedin’ APWU as well. Stupid bastards, all.


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