Living for Recorded Messages

Well, I completely forgot to recognize the anniversary of this blog last November sometime shortly after Thanksgiving. That was high on the blog priority list, but let's be serious, this blog isn't of much importance considering how riveting my life is. You know what I did today? Well, whether you want to hear about it or not, here it is. Today I went to work, where I've been getting raped by phone calls for the past three months roughly. I haven't had an ass-pounding like this since I entered the work force. When I got back from lunch today I had either 6 or 7 voice mails. My first thought was "well this sucks big fat balls." I guess I better listen to them. So in a methodically genius fashion I began listening to a message, figuring out how I could help the message leaver, and then giving them a call back. I did this for 4 or 5 messages. I'm sitting there thinking, "yeah, I'm making a good dent in this shit." Then I look back at the total messages I have.... there are 8. How the shit did that happen? Apparently while I was listening and responding to the other 4 or 5 messages I received like 5 or 6 more.

That adequately sums up my job right now. I have all these people who all want things from me and they all want it right now.One guy even called me "ineffective." The same guy also never responded to the email I sent him roughly one month ago. My coworkers who work in the cubicles near me must think I'm psycho by now because there is no way in hell they don't hear me swearing under my breath all the time. I'm just one day closer to walking into work with a shotgun. That last part was sarcasm.

At this point my life has become one predictable cycle. I get up and go to work for the majority of the week (5 days for those who wonder), come home and go to the gym and then end the night by chilling out and playing video games/other leisurely activity, then watch Netflix and go to bed. The weekends mostly consist of going hanging out with my friends on one or two of the days/nights and more of me chilling and wishing that the weekend lasted a little longer. What I really need is an enema. That was some more sarcasm.

Remember when the world was supposed to end more than a year ago? I guess that didn't happen.There's always next year. Can you imagine if there was an apocalypse and the world actually ended? Movies have been made about huge natural disasters where some group of people go on a ridiculous journey to save the world. It's good for entertainment, but I can't help but think that a real apocalypse would be too much for any thing on earth to handle. I'd like to think that if the world was coming to an end... actually I don't care to think about that, but some days you just can't get rid of a bomb. And sometimes the bomb looks like a garbage disposal... because it is big bomb. I digress. At this point I'm going to make no effort, as usual, to segue into the next topic: football and the National Football League.

There's something about the National Football League. I don't like it, but I watch it. The league itself bothers me, and to further make fun of it, I will always refer to it as the National Football League, not the NFL. The main reason I don't like the National Football League is because it is so far up its own ass. The league thinks its the greatest thing ever, when in reality the hype is not justified for the product on the field. Football players are basically glorified gladiators of the modern time. Also, I have a hard time taking a league seriously where the majority of the players are thugs/criminals and dead beat dads. I have no problem if a person is a football fan or if a person's favorite sport is football. That's just fine, but I don't like that football and the National Football League is made out to be the pinnacle of all things in existence. The game itself is dumb. Again, there's something about it though because I still watch it despite all my complaints. Why do I say the game itself is dumb? Well, I believe that it's overly complicated for no good reason. In fact, I can't even do my bitching self justice about this right now. I'm going to have to plan this one out a bit, and by plan out, I mean that I'm going to scribble some things down in no particular fashion and put together one disjointed blog post about it in the future. That means we could see this next week or we could see it in five years. I just don't know. One more thing before I close the door on this topic for now, there is what appears to be homosexual action on every play in the National Football League.

This is clearly not homosexual

I wish I had more time to regale you with my bull shit, but it's just about bed time. Catch you later!