if this is how you feel about your J-O-B, then i say it might be time to consider a career move. or at least a cubicle move (if you are unlucky enough to sit in a cubicle for 40 hours every week...which could be the reason you hate your job)

unless you fancy spending the rest of your life in the wilderness like that crazy loon dubbed "Grizzly Man" . . . and you see how unfavorably that turned out.

and if you didn't, well, i can shed some light on that. he was dismembered, limb by limb, by a bear who he thought was his "friend".

his girlfriend, too.

now don't get me wrong, some days i hate my job too. like HATE it, want to throw it in the trash and set fire to it.

but that doesn't happen very often and usually only on days when the already crazy people i work with are on a particular off-the-charts rampage of stupidity.

i think it helps that i don't work with the same people every single day. or even every single week. and sometimes i never work with the same people twice. and certainly not three times.

maybe that's the key to employment bliss.

happy monday, haters.