Work

Sometimes, I wonder why I even try. I wasn't sure for a long time if I would comment about co-workers in my blog or not. Part of me was worried about them seeing this. I realized that it really didn't matter. I'm entitled to my thoughts and feelings. I'm tired of working with people who don't give their best effort. Our job doesn't take alot of brain power, just attention to detail. I hate it when I have to fix things that others screwed up. One person screws up so much, I HATE working with her. It's bad enough that some of the patrons are mean to us, without our own people being useless. Maybe I just need a vacation. Somehow, I doubt that a small amount of time away will make a big difference.