There are days. There are moments when the ugliness of the world settles down among us. It gets on our clothes, in our hair. It clogs our arteries and it makes us wonder why is living so hard. It makes us forget the beauty in the world.
A close friend of my friend is HIV positive.
Our checks are all messed up. People didn't get overtime they were promised. Some people's direct deposits didn't go through. Why, you ask? Because they let someone who has no prior experience doing payroll do the job. Clearly, she doesn't know what the heck she's doing. Everyone is pissed.
A manager routinely gets high at work (not the organic stuff either....like heroine, coke, something). He was missing for 3 days. He came in today. His head was all cut up. Someone robbed him. He came in high as a kite.
People in our "European office" aka my job outsources to Serbia fucked up a job again. Who had to talk to a screaming customer? Me.
Aussie and I are fighting again. Our issues are not resolved. I don't even want to go through the ins and outs.
But, the arteries of my heart feel like they are tightening.
I just feel like rolling up in a ball in the corner and crying. But, I can't. I have to be strong.
I have to persevere.