Out of my eye today, I see a world that is dog eat dog. The main problem for me is that I don't eat dog and so want no part of it.
I speak of the large paper bins rota that is kinda pencilled in at work. Three of us take part in the system excepting that one obviously doesn't. Instead, the person who's turn it actually was, said "I'm busy". I was busy too and so was the the other guy who incidentally had his turn last.
Fairness goes to shit if not everyone plays the game.
So I stopped my 205,000 3 colour run to once again forklift the bins away.
So I wear my mask of indifference as a seeth beneath surface. My skin prickling with annoyance at the culprits and also at myself for once again being so terribly spineless and not saying a damn thing.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and these eyes have mud in them.
But aside from that I'm just very tired. So I sip a heavily scooped coffee and hope that it gives me the jolt to lift me out of this fragile state. Im too tired to look anything other than miserable.
"cheer up it might never happen" they shout.
"it just did happen though, some twat just yelled cheer up it might never happen at me."
If lt really is survival of the fittest then I'm going to lose. It's all well and good offloading frustration onto these unread pages but it makes no actual difference to my standing. I think I survive by being invisible in fact. I am the stain on the patterned wallpaper, I am hidden in plain site but most of all, I'm bloody good at running away.
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