...eating crow

So that CFO has been successful at lowering my salary and taking the Sales department away from me...Bravo! I will continue working and doing my best...but I could not be less happy.
10 years of busting my ass has resulted in all of my progress being smashed in front of me and now starting over again...I feel under valued and must determine my next steps forward.

Fuck that guy...

I dislike this two faced back stabbing little son of a bitch CFO. He's got a target on me. He proves it every time his little twisted son of a bitch mouth opens. He tried to have my pay deducted twice this year. He succeeded once and tried again the day before Thanksgiving. This little shit needs to back the fuck off. I am the goddamned director of sales and marketing. Let me do my job and sell my product.

This is your formal notice of eviction...

The best way to move forward is to stop walking backward.
Keep your chin up...heartbreak doesn't go away in a day or a week...not even after months sometimes.
Until you decide to end it, it will make camp in you popping in on occasion to fuel the fire.
Evict it...don't let it even visit for old times sake.

Oooo shiny

I was buried deep under wave after wave of inspiration
they inspired with aesthetics with the magic of muscles and tans and fine lined faces that spoke words
words that were stories but more like lies
lies told from minds that cannot grasp reality without some kind of drug
This is how I see your friends
Because they glitter and shimmer
but they are not diamonds
they are only pretty pieces of blown glass
they shatter easily and are made up of little
But you couldn't see me
I was buried deep
under waves of emotion and soul
I have more spirit within than anything that was
So OOooo SHiny! as they are
Shallow
it was all so shallow
and I was forgotten
Everyone keeps waiting
for me to snap
I
will
quest
until I find
where I put myself

Fuck em'

Honestly I am sick and tired of dealing with these damned baby attitudes. The idea that everyone around here feels entitled like they are in charge and they have to have answers to everything. Or the obstinate accountant that feels his suggestions about where I belong in the company should be his way and when it is not he just chooses not to work with me even though I am his superior. I tell you if this was Phoenix, AZ I'd fire every one of these baby fucks. They all need to be smacked around and put in check. Then again if I were given the authority to put them in their place I would.However...even though I am supposed to be their boss, I am not given the authority to axe those that need axing or telling people how it is...they are protected under their new mama's wing. Only 11 months left...I have to get on top of that business plan and then gtfo. I have no idea how to keep my sanity until then.

Damn

I am so pissed off. I work in an environment that should not be cut throat. It is supposed to be where subculture folks work but ever since our office changed into a half yuppie college kid environment, it's been backstab after backstab. These new fuckers keep after me like they are special even though I am the one that earns the fucking money for the bills around that damnable place. I could just choke one of these fucks out.
Well anyway...I have decided to start constructing business plans so I can choose a lucrative business that I can own and get away from these people once and for all. I am hoping I can hold out for one more year and then...Poof, gone. We shall see how that suits those fucks when they realize their paycheck left.

memories...

Spending too much time contemplating the feel, the very presence of loneliness, takes away moments you can be alive & in those moments there is no time to think of loneliness, but how surrounded by life you can be. That feeling of being alone we often feel is a result of memories. A body we once enjoyed and moments we lust after...moments that mean nothing now. Memories are silent killers if we obsess on them.