The Right To Forearm

Today was just one of those days.

You know, that kind of day.

Everyone has their bad days at work, mine has returned to being just a headache from the moment I step foot onto the property and lasts until the very minute I leave. I hate feeling this way and I hate it even more that I am working in a place that really, seriously drives me insane. I know things are getting worse when I can only be a few hours into my shift and I feel like I was hit by a car.

I don't like that feeling, but I don't know how to deal with it in a way where it'll go away without me having to attack someone to do so. More about that and how it's related to the title of this writing a little further down the line if you please.

I also don't like having to work under a "boss" that does not pull his/her own weight. I don't like how people like these think they simply command the world to work the way they want, but refuse to get down and dirty in the process. And I understand that the purpose of a boss is to make sure the operation is running smoothly, but when things are falling behind and apart I think he/she should step in, find the problem and work towards solving said issue.

But that isn't how things work, at least not in the real world as I understand it.

Instead problems arise and are just shoveled onto whomever is nearby at that moment without so much as a second thought to it. No help in any manner either, just given the problem and shoved out the door to go deal with it. Is this really how the world works?

While I would like to rant on further, I realize that this is just beating a dead horse at this point. If things are as bad as it makes me feel, I understand that I have the obligation to G.T.F.O. Otherwise the problem is solely mine and mine alone.

But I will leave this half-ass rant with a thought: Is there any profession out there where there is real team work? Where everyone truly works together for the greater good/common good and not just to advance one's self alone? Or am I just dreaming of Neverland?

Last thought, this is about the title and me having the desire to attack a person on sight. Yes, it is work related and the title came about when I told my girlfriend that I was moments away from attacking. She said no. I told her, in my moment of thoughtlessness, that it was my constitutional right to forearm. She, of course, informed me that the constitution did not have anything that states a person has a right to forearm anyone, not even a lazy manager, in the head or any other part of their body.

If I ever became President, I think my first act would be to write this into law....

Note: That whole last portion was intended as a joke, though really, aren't there laws in place for all manner of stupid as it is? Who's to say this law would be on par with those? I think the world might be a better place if we could settle our differences in a battle of forearm shots to one another...

I think I need to take a couple of days off, maybe even a week would probably do wonders for me at this point. I think I will, I think I will...