I sometimes wonder what the fuck, during bad days. The ususal how can it get worse.
Today I found out my wife miscarried not on child but three. Then some arrogant prick at my work goes off on me because I am following company policy.
I run a tool crib inside a factory. I work for one company. The prick works for another who own and operate the factory. Both companies have a policy that I tried I enforce. Instead of an ok no problem I get a tirade tantrum, where I am insulted, and have my job threatened.
Got to admit it took all my will power not to rip his throat out. How the fuck do days like this happen. How am I expected to keep control when things this serious occur.
I know most don't care. But this is the only place I can vent. It is days like today I wish I had a face to face slave. Not to beat my frustrations out on, but to help calm me. My wife is having her own day of grieving that I need to focus on. But where does that leave me.....
Today I found out my wife miscarried not on child but three. Then some arrogant prick at my work goes off on me because I am following company policy.
I run a tool crib inside a factory. I work for one company. The prick works for another who own and operate the factory. Both companies have a policy that I tried I enforce. Instead of an ok no problem I get a tirade tantrum, where I am insulted, and have my job threatened.
Got to admit it took all my will power not to rip his throat out. How the fuck do days like this happen. How am I expected to keep control when things this serious occur.
I know most don't care. But this is the only place I can vent. It is days like today I wish I had a face to face slave. Not to beat my frustrations out on, but to help calm me. My wife is having her own day of grieving that I need to focus on. But where does that leave me.....