i < heart > my job

[rkt]

now, whenever i step out of the building to smell the fresh city air, they write it in their holy log book. they do it out of concern for me. to know where i am, in case something happens. it's not to keep track of my comings and goings.

did i mention, also, sleeping is explicitly forbidden while on the job?

i'll get around to more indepth commentary, honest. they haven't made me sign an 'i shall not speak evil of the company' form, yet. and i want to let it out before they do.

i'm thinking saturday should be vagina monologues day.

i'm thinking i'm tired. i am not meant to be places at 830am, especially when i'm not getting compensated for my time.