Jul 2015
WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT?
IS IT TOO MUCH TO JUST NOT HATE ME?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG TO DESERVE THIS?
It was a beautiful, warm, sunny first day of July. Not a single cloud to be seen, not a drop of rain to be heard.
Everyone enjoyed this day, including me.
But then...
At work, it was me and 2 other people. From the moment I got there, I felt abandoned aĂąd neglected. I felt like I was one of the products, not like an employee.
Ever since 12pm, the start of my work day, my good mood got swept off it's feet by a well placed swing of neglection, abandonment and despair.
"Davy, you're so friendly, you do a good job." All lies...
Truth, honesty: 2 things everyone can offer, but not a chance in hell that someone will be truthfully honest to me...
IS IT TOO MUCH TO JUST NOT HATE ME?
WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG TO DESERVE THIS?
It was a beautiful, warm, sunny first day of July. Not a single cloud to be seen, not a drop of rain to be heard.
Everyone enjoyed this day, including me.
But then...
At work, it was me and 2 other people. From the moment I got there, I felt abandoned aĂąd neglected. I felt like I was one of the products, not like an employee.
Ever since 12pm, the start of my work day, my good mood got swept off it's feet by a well placed swing of neglection, abandonment and despair.
"Davy, you're so friendly, you do a good job." All lies...
Truth, honesty: 2 things everyone can offer, but not a chance in hell that someone will be truthfully honest to me...
