The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!

Ya know what I find amusing today? Come on, you can take a guess; and no, it has nothing to do with eating peanut butter with my toes...

This thing that as me all giddy is the fact that at my primary job, my boss seems to think that I have lost the ability to care about my job. And I giggle as I type, hehehehe...

Me losing the ability to care about a job where the management has gone above and beyond the call of duty to let me know that I am going nowhere in the company? How can this be? Why would they even imply that I have lost the ability to care?

Well, I'll have them know that I do still care, I care about my safety and the fact that I go to great lengths to ensure that I stay far away from emergency rooms...

I care about those who work near me so that I don't accidentally hurt them...

I care about the fact that every chance management gets to remind me they remind me that I had the damn gall enough to apply for the division general manger position four or five years ago even though I have to take baby steps of the ladder of success...

I care dammit! OK, well, maybe I don't, but I have good reasons for the course my career has taken over the years...

Damn good reasons to boot...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be the Word...