Tuesday, January 6, 2015

Thinking about my job

Not that I really want to, shouldn't think about work on your day off, fuck that noise.

But yeah, I'm a "luggage monkey" as they say. Quite the last resort for a lot of black guys I'm sure if in deed they want to survive in this world, get ready to lift bags all fucking day.

Wouldn't mind going and becoming a mechanic or a pilot, fuck this bag lifting shit.

What can I say about the job. It's easy as cake, but the guys there make it more complicated than it needs to be. Some of them got attitude and shit like they want to put me in my place and make me feel like their prison bitch or some shit. It's annoying as hell but that's life working with black people. They can't go up to a white guy and shit on him, so they go after other black people to make themselves feel big and strong.

So annoying. I just KNOW deep down this guy's belittling me because he's scared shitless of white people. Mad fucking faggot white guys working as pilots and you're scared of white people still? Does that shit make sense?

Whatever I don't think about the drama these douche bags at the bottom of the world want to create, I think about getting that pay check and ultimately getting my ass into an airline or better yet back into TSA.

Lots of the guys at LGA recognize me and say I was a cool guy to work with. No shit. I'm not in these jobs to start shit like other people. If we can all get away with murder and make tons of money doing NOTHING all day, that's wonderful.

Why the HELL are some people dedicating themselves to these jobs as if they have any stock in the company. TSA could care less about each and every one of its employees, it's just business. Don't fuck up the job, the upper management won't know you exist, simple.


Like my job now, I've gotten to work on time every day, I've knocked out tons of flights without one issue, I go to the bathroom to pee and miss a few seconds of a flight, and the supervisor goes ballistic on me like I'm trying to dodge flights. Wow, there ya go... Your good work doesn't mean shit until you bone up the job.

It's business. Get those bags moving of fuck off prettymuch doesn't matter how good a worker you are at all....

Sad sad sad.



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