I know there are some jobs you just hate to do, and for me, putting on my uniform feels like a lead weight sometimes.

Okay, so I'm going to be very vague for the sake of my rl self and my company, but I'll just say I work the sort of security job that isn't your stereotypical cake walk. My days range everywhere from insanely boring to absolute crisis, each moment making me more unsure which one it will be. One day a drunk may fall and break his or her head open, there may be a sexual assault, there may be a dumb old lady who get's angry because she can't find her Land Rover and wants to file a fucking theft report before we are half way done looking. Every day is another problem, and every day those problems try to become *Your* problem. Oh, and trust me, you never fully see the depths of stupid until you've seen someone both drunk and on holiday.

Between the employee and customer politics, drama, uncertain future, rude disgusting guests, dealing with people not unlike my alcoholic parents, unprofessional/impractical coworkers, ugly uniforms, insane and shifting hours, lack of respect by both client and customer, and general moronic behavor, I'm about ready to throw up my hands and scream bloody murder. I've had nearly a decade of this bullshit and things only tend to be getting worse, mostly thanks to the dunder headed acts of my ex coworkers and the over reactive decisions of management.

I dream of getting out of here, of having a job that I can finally save money with and one day retire. Ironically, you need money to get anywhere, and you need to get somewhere to get money... or be able to run back to mommy and daddy like I've seen some people do. I'm not judging you, I'm just jealous.

Okay, I've vented some so I feel a little better.. still.. Any real change in my life is months away, and even then it's a long way to a better life..