Funerary_Doom
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
The older I get, the less I want to be around anyone new.
I should make more of an effort to talk to new people at my job, but I really can't be bothered anymore. If it's not related to helping my craft, something I need while at work, or just information I need to know, I really don't give a shit. Cackling church ladies in their hats gossip, I have zero patience or time for. A bitch's gotta grade, lesson plan, call parents, and not live her own life for 180-something odd days. it sounds mean but the more time I spend listening to other people's problems, the less time I have for my actual job.
I should make more of an effort to talk to new people at my job, but I really can't be bothered anymore. If it's not related to helping my craft, something I need while at work, or just information I need to know, I really don't give a shit. Cackling church ladies in their hats gossip, I have zero patience or time for. A bitch's gotta grade, lesson plan, call parents, and not live her own life for 180-something odd days. it sounds mean but the more time I spend listening to other people's problems, the less time I have for my actual job.