Hating my job is an understatement. I ask myself WHY am I still working there? I don’t need the money, I don’t need to work. I originally got a job to pass the time, and figure out what I wanted to do before I went to school, sure the extra cash was nice, but not necessary for me. 

Now that I know what I’m doing, I have no desire to put up with anyones bullshit there. I’m sick of having to put up a fake act with my manager every fucking time. I’m sick of working my ass, to feel underappreciated. 

Today was my final straw.

As I was leaving, I went to the receiving dock to pick up some empty boxes that I saved for a light tent that I’m building soon. My manager happens to be there, and questions me if I got everything done. I work only til’ 12, and I get as much shit done as I can, I’ve been MORE than satisfactory in my department. She just fails to see that. Anyways, as I was about to leave she just walks off saying something about my department. I don’t know if she was joking, or she was being sarcastic, bottom line is that I don’t care.

I don’t need to put myself in these situations, I don’t need to come to that shit job only to feel degraded, and to have to put up with phony people. I have better things I can waste my time on. Good riddance to that place.

Anyways.

I got my camera yesterday, and I love it! I’m not the best photographer, but like I said before I’m starting new. This is my first DSLR camera, and I’ve got a lot of learning to do, but I’m having fun, and loving it! Here are a few pictures that I took these past few days, you can view the rest at my Flickr account (link up top.) Let me know what you think!

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