F*ck yeah, I'm bitter
I wonder if Cafe Press would let me print up a t-shirt that says that?
I know, I know, it's been over a week since I've posted. It's just one more area in my life right now where I am sadly lacking.
I am so stressed right now, and I not exactly certain why. Except that my workload has increased substantially over the past couple of weeks. And it's about to get worse with the impending departure of yet another key member of our staff. And there's no shortage of people lined up to tell me how to do my job. Or to point out every minor mistake.
And I can't forget that a person who I thought was one of my very best friends has absolutely treated me like dirt. Maybe I misjudged the extent of our friendship. I guess I must have misinterpreted what he meant when, a couple of weeks before the betrayal, he said to me, "You know, you're pretty much my best friend." I suppose the "pretty much" in that sentence must have qualifed the meaning to mean, "I will bail on you at the first opportunity, despite the fact that I came to you practically begging for a job and you went out on a limb to get me one and even tried to put me on a fast track toward advancement. I will tell you what you want to hear to your face and only tell others when I'm having a problem. And even though I know you went out of your way to convince your superiors I was well worth taking another chance on, I will not only fall way short of expectations, I'll completely disappear with no word other than a vague email, only to reappear a few weeks later working for one of your competitors, leaving you to look like a complete ass in front of your bosses."
With friends like that, who needs brutal anal rape?
But this is ostensibly a poker blog, and I'm letting far too much of "other life" creep in. I suppose that's appropriate, since it's been that "other life" that has kept me away for the past few days.
But brutal anal rape would be an entirely appropriate segue to talking about poker, which is why I'm not really chomping at the bit to embark on that topic. Let's just say that my time at the tables the past week has not been satisfying.
Hopefully, I will be over this funk I'm in soon, and I will return to my old regular self. I'm going to extend my break through this weekend, and then I'll attempt to resurrect my efforts at poker punditry. See you then.
I know, I know, it's been over a week since I've posted. It's just one more area in my life right now where I am sadly lacking.
I am so stressed right now, and I not exactly certain why. Except that my workload has increased substantially over the past couple of weeks. And it's about to get worse with the impending departure of yet another key member of our staff. And there's no shortage of people lined up to tell me how to do my job. Or to point out every minor mistake.
And I can't forget that a person who I thought was one of my very best friends has absolutely treated me like dirt. Maybe I misjudged the extent of our friendship. I guess I must have misinterpreted what he meant when, a couple of weeks before the betrayal, he said to me, "You know, you're pretty much my best friend." I suppose the "pretty much" in that sentence must have qualifed the meaning to mean, "I will bail on you at the first opportunity, despite the fact that I came to you practically begging for a job and you went out on a limb to get me one and even tried to put me on a fast track toward advancement. I will tell you what you want to hear to your face and only tell others when I'm having a problem. And even though I know you went out of your way to convince your superiors I was well worth taking another chance on, I will not only fall way short of expectations, I'll completely disappear with no word other than a vague email, only to reappear a few weeks later working for one of your competitors, leaving you to look like a complete ass in front of your bosses."
With friends like that, who needs brutal anal rape?
But this is ostensibly a poker blog, and I'm letting far too much of "other life" creep in. I suppose that's appropriate, since it's been that "other life" that has kept me away for the past few days.
But brutal anal rape would be an entirely appropriate segue to talking about poker, which is why I'm not really chomping at the bit to embark on that topic. Let's just say that my time at the tables the past week has not been satisfying.
Hopefully, I will be over this funk I'm in soon, and I will return to my old regular self. I'm going to extend my break through this weekend, and then I'll attempt to resurrect my efforts at poker punditry. See you then.





1 Comments:
I think your Blog is absolutely hilarious.
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