Misty watercolor memories…
I just spent the last few hours reading email from 7 years ago. It’s amazing how it brought back the anger and frustration that I experienced at the time.
I used to work for a company and they really dicked me around. The boss was a pothead, and he kept bringing in his pothead family members to help “run” things, and all the employees got badly treated. The only people (in retrospect) who were worth a shit were suddenly and quite unexpectedly fired for various reasons. They told me that I was going to be manager of the new office, then backed out on that. Then they told me I’d be one of the top tier when they incorporated, then backed out on that. The boss used to give me shit about my background and upbringing (when in fact I’m quite sure he was just really really jealous of me) and make me feel like an ass. Scuse me? I can’t help where I came from. But I can help where I’m going, and I thank my lucky stars that I went far, far away from that bunch of losers.