I have no idea who thought this was a good speech of the week topic to give a group of 8 – 11 year olds. Almost all of them said the same thing: Their little brother or sister. I know those feels.
But enough about them. What makes me angry?
I’ve been thinking about it, and I don’t get angry all that often. I do get frustrated a lot though, and I think that comes across as anger. I get genuinely pissed off if people hurt little guys (figuratively or literally), but most of the time? It’s me blowing off steam because I’m frustrated.
So what frustrates me most these days?
First, I have a complete fucktard of a coworker, and it is amazingly frustrating. His ineptitude rarely directly impacts my work (thankfully, otherwise this would go from an intense frustration to a full-on rage-hate), but I’m frustrated that this idiot has a decent paying job that could go to someone who deserves it. It frustrates me that he gets nearly the same pay (I have two years experience on him, and I’m paid a marginal amount more that a n00b teacher) and does half the amount of work. I hate that he can fuck up over and over again and because my director is so cheap, he won’t get fired (it is more expensive to hire a new teacher).
How bad is he? Bad enough that we started a Tumblr with all his stupid quotes. There’s more than a hundred posts already, and we don’t even have them all written up yet. If you are curious about it, let me know and I’ll send you a link. Otherwise, I’m not making it public because, well… you saw what happened to Regina when the Burn Book went public. I don’t want to get hit by a bus.
Second, I frustrate myself. I’ve been overweight pretty much my entire life. I know exactly what I need to do to rectify this. And I don’t do it. I just don’t do it! What’s up with that? It’s not like I wanna be fat, you know? I just can’t ever stick to a plan of action (eating healthier, moving more, that kind of shit) that would bring me to normal. And that’s fucking frustrating.