I go to work everyday, not necessarily coz I want to go, I go to work because i have to. I go in my office (I am using the word “mine ” very loosely- its an open space) say hello to people i don’t really know, people that don’t really know me. I am pretty sure that they feel the same way about this office, the same way about their job and definitely about their cubical. I work 10 hours a day, start at 9:30AM and finish at 7:30PM, 10 hours of pure hell, agonizing  hours, I am physically hurting the whole time i am there.

“than leave !!” you say, I would have if i could, but leave where????!! would you offer me a Job if i leave the comfort of this dammed cubicle? would you hire me, do you have the money to pay me my friend?

and lets say you can hire me, you can give me a job, what difference does it make? you’ll give me the same crappy job, the same crappy hours, the same crappy salary. If you can Hire me that can only mean that you are the same SOB that employs me now, maybe with a different looks, different voice, different hight but basically the same.

On a happier note, no one can stop the clock , one day I will Die, one day i wont work here anymore, in about 4 days it’ll be Friday (TGIF everyone!!), in about 2 hours it’ll be 7:30PM, like every day at 7:35PM I will step outside the office building, i will look up to the starry night (i never leave the office at day time, why is that?) and thank the lord for another day I survived my work.