OMG: Did I just do THAT?!

Today I called my boss a racist. I'm not sorry for it in the true sense (meaning, I simply said what I felt to be true), but I am sorry in the adult "gotta-suck-ass-to-get-ahead" kinda way. I'm kicking myself because I know it was a dumb thing to do, but part of me feels like I've lived out some fantasy...AND IT FEELS FUCKING GREAT! Imagine actually telling your boss the most fuck-uped shit you thought of them...makes you smile like a Cheshire Cat, right?

Anyway, it is not so good for my career that there move, but this is not the career I want to be in anyway...ay, what the fuck am I going to do? BTW, this post is by me for me. Usually I have the wherewithal to try and be witty, but this shit stinks. I basically quit and then asked fools if I could think about it over the weekend. I really want to quit. I mean, I am so fucking unhappy there. I can't stand being in that lightless box working for a Catholic organization and all that entails, FUCK THAT! It's not for me! But how am I going to pay my rent? I'll just have to find another job promto and that means I am more apt to take something I don't really care for...I dunno. I know what I instintually want to do: quit. Now, where do I go from there? I can make some meagre bucks working for my boyfriend's tutoring and copyediting business, but this will not pay the rent. Well, I have all weekend to think about it, but I feel like I've already fully exposed myself and the only thing to do is quit, otherwise I fear the head boss bitch will just a find a way to get rid of me somehow...

I guess I should explain (all names changed to protect fools): The agency, Hypocrisy and Religion, I work for has a computerized clock-in system. This was instituted about a year or so ago and has been making my work even more shitty ever since. I don't take well to be treated overtly differently than my coworkers. I prefer to work someplace where my work, rather than the time it takes for me to do it, is valued. Salaried people are paid to go above and beyond and, yet, they get to come in whenever they want and take 90 minute lunches, they don't have to be as accountable as I have to be and I don't like it. I know I've been an underling pretty much my whole career, but I've never felt that way...I'm not sure if I'm explaining myself well, but I just took what I feel was coming to me. I am this way and it's never been a problem. I simply can't have this kind of work system imposed on me. I can't feel chained to a desk, devoid of natural light, my every little second watched...anyway, I think I should stop bitching and start looking for a new job on the real because I think the conclusion is to quit and let the chips fall where they may, no?

If anyone actually read this, thanks, you are a true friend and fan. Gotta get cracking...