Twisted

I don't care how your story spins
As you cast away truth and lies to the wind

All the lost souls feast on your tales
Somewhat of a leader, and all they shall hale

But this facade, this fakeness, for which they hold you so high
Is known to you and I both, as lies in disguise

Have you forgotten that none of it's true
Or is the truth itself, to you just askew?

"When a woman gives birth to a crack baby, you do not buy her a puppy!"

Work's been just dreadful these days...I find it difficult to work with people filled to the brim with incompetence. Why would you take two men, who both ran businesses into the ground...and put them in charge of a multi-million dollar a week casino? "When a woman gives birth to a crack baby, you do not buy her a puppy!" I find it hard to so much as tolerate these people...so respecting them is completely out of the question. And they have their own little moronic minion staff...who are incapable of actually supervising, delegating, or assessing any kind of simple situation whatsoever. What good are you when you're incapable of doing your 'job'...at least from a business perspective? And this is the hierarchy that's supposedly in charge of me, and all I'm thinking is, "My babysitters are just idiots...where'd mom n dad find these winners?"

I think they're trying to fire me...or 'weed me out' so to speak...which is both amusing and frustrating. Frustrating, because this is my job...my livelyhood...and that really shouldn't be such a joke. Amusing, because these people are just incouragble, and it's so blatantly obvious that they're not, in any way, qualified for the positions they have...or perhaps, that their positions aren't essential to begin with.

I'm bitter about all of this...I've been promised many things...so now I'm just hoping for a little followthrough.