sight isn’t always necessary

I just found out that my boss is taking a 10-day vacation in “Grand Case, St. Maarten”, or so it says in his shared calendar. In about a week. Now, seeing as how he’s worked for this company for 13 years, I suppose it’s acceptable for him to take some time off. But I still think it’s shitty. For one, he didn’t say anything about it to me, and apparently it starts next Wednesday. It would make sense for a boss to tell his employees that he’ll be out of the office for a long time, wouldn’t it? Not this boss. Probably because he knows he’s an ass for ever mentioning the amount of time I take off from work.

I hate this place. I hate it that I have to compare my life to people with clearly different ideas of what life should be like. I never wanted kids before, now I have one and I really really like him. And I like our life together. I like nighttime bathtime. I like playing in the snow. I enjoy quiet evenings coloring. I love my husband. I love everything I have that is not this shitty ass job. I HATE Scott. I hate it that he thinks he’s so fucking superior that he doesn’t have kids and he has expensive cars and can go on lavish vacations in St. Martin. Oh, how I’d love a vacation. But I’d much rather not be a lonely fuckwad in a sea of fuckwads. I have people around me that love me and care about me and I’m not a piece of shit like him… I don’t know why I’m ranting so much today about this stupid ass of a boss that I have. I’m angry. And I have a headache.

Maybe I’ll post something more cohesive later.