I think its time to to throw myself back into this blog.
Lately I’ve been filled with contempt and disgust for my enthralling call centre job. I’m sick of talking to idiots, I’m sick of watching team leaders eat their food in their own private little rooms and laugh at youtube videos in front of every poor bastard stuck listening to a dial tone or trying as hard as possible to be nice to the rambling old greek man who just wants to talk to someone about how worksafe has fucked them over and stopped paying their compensation.
Let’s be honest here, I stopped contributing to this blog a year ago and have just been stuck in the same shitty job with no aspirations, reblogging pokemon fan art as a final attempt to bring joy into my life.
It’s hard to stay positive in jobs where the main tasks are repetitive and mundane and requires you to convince people into doing something that they really don’t want to do. It’s especially difficult to sit their and cop peoples direct, or passive, aggression without being able to respond naturally.
I have to leave this entry here as I now need to gather my things and head off to work again. But the light at the end of the tunnel is getting closer. Hopefully I wont break down and abuse anyone anytime soon.
I’ll add my comic strips i’ve been doodling whilst at work on the tram ride in.
Thanks for listening.