Why why? It seems like every single thing at my work is held together with duct tape and twisted coat hangers. Fires every day of one thing or another. I'd consider maybe even liking my job if I came in and there wasn't another system or piece of equipment that has to be bandaided to limp along for another day. Supervisors that compliment 'getting the job done'...even half-assed, and possibly dangerous.
Kicking the can down the pothole filled road, smiling that crazy losing my mind way.
FML
Kicking the can down the pothole filled road, smiling that crazy losing my mind way.
FML