i suspect my time here is limited..
everr work with someone so constantly angry & insulting & uptight that you think they'd like noyhing more than to haul off & hit you?
& be trapped in a fucking truck withbtgem, for hours on end?
& have them tell you how much they'd kick the shit out of people, or used to have have fights or say they don't hsve a hand gun, because they're honestly worried they'd shoot somebody & wind up in prison..?
this whole fucking past week has been with s turd with a head like this..
& dig this, he says.. he says, with utter earnestness: "yeah, I'm ok, now, but when i was young, i used to be angry.."
holy fuck!
& it's not like i can walk away..
we're 300 miles south of Jax, with just one vehicle, otherwise I would hsve just said "fuck it", & driven home..
I've cajoled him, tried to listen to his fucked up existential logic, understand his hate, AND do a good fucking job, but all he does is continue to do what he can to point his insecurity & meaness towards the closest living human..
Christ, if the office knew the what he said about them, i think he'd be canned the moment they understood.
i mean, I'm damn near a pacifist, but if i really have to deal with inescapable physical violence, *I'd* be the fucker going to prison.
this is my last day, if im required to work with him, again.
shit.. it may just be my last day, in any case..
the money isn't great, but the work is environmental & water conservation..
absolutely beautiful sites..
i don't get it.
sooo.. there is now a five hour or drive, back home, sitting in silence, which is actually pretty cool, since it'll give me time to make some replies to posts that I've been wanting to follow up on..
this guy is such a control freak that it's unlikely I'll drive, unless he gets tgat I'm digging on what I'm typing, in which case i suspect he'll make a poibt of interrupting it, just for shitty little giggles..
what ever..
hope i can actually write, for a bit : )