Picking Fights

Yesterday I left work halfway through the day b/c I was sick and tired of the bullshit that is my company. Today a number of my co-workers told me to pick my battles. This company is a joke. We are supposed to put out 2 units per week. Right now it’s about 3 or 4 a month. There is no direction, nobody tells us what to do, or what to work on. We have no parts, so we get a unit half finished and then end up having to switch over to another unit and maybe have enough parts for it. It’s just so frustrating working here.I bring up ideas to my boss on how to improve the design, or how to make something work better, or look better and it’s shot down. Today I told him how we could improve a certain part of the design, and he just said that we couldn’t do anything b/c that’s the way it has always been done, and we don’t want to start changing things now. WTF? Blow me you fucking asshole. My boss is the same age as me, some dumb fucking hockey jock who only has this job b/c he’s been there the longest. He goes on these stupid power trips, and sulks when things don’t go right, or he gets reamed out over somethign or another. How can I work for someone who I have absoletly no respect for? Pick my battles…okay. I’ll fight everything.


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