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Back to work in Hardest journey

  • Jan. 3, 2023, 2:16 p.m.
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Today, I was handed a list of tasks I could not care less about. It’s grunt work, that’s all these dudes give us. They don’t care to teach. They blame my gender for everything they can. Reluctant to even have conversation. To even ask how my holiday was or how my fiancee is doing. If it were one of them the brotherhood would be strong. They lean on each other a lot. There was an issue with one of them; let’s call him Fish. Fish found out his wife was running around on him. They all lent an ear and covered for him. They sympathized with him, and put themselves in his shoes.
Fish didn’t deserve what happened to him. We all have bad things but it’s so obvious that the group doesn’t accept me or is there for me.
There’s another guy and we will call him Gold. Gold has had everything handed to him and is super condescending. He’s talking about his family and their togetherness. He’s talking about how much money he spent on his vacation. Happy New Year, for everyone. I hope it will be for me too.
I don’t want to write about Fish and Gold anymore.
There are a few other ones here. Walrus, Roid, Shamoo, Moody, and New Guy.

I just want to lay on the ground and not move. I am so scared of my Fiancee not doing well. I feel like I’m being crushed.


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