So uh. I fucking hate managers. I swear to god. I run, I sweat, I hurt, I BLEED (blisters!) and all I EVER get from Andy is a "goodjob" once in a while. ONCE in a WHILE! I know the love is there. He knows what I do. He knows I try my best everytime I run because he can see it. He can see how much I work by how exhausted I am. When I'm tired from my workout or my race, I can't breathe, I can't walk, I can't think. So when I talk to a manager in such a state, why can't a get a fucking answer embedded with a trace of respect? It's always some mumbled sentence like they couldn't care. It's always with that fucking look they always have. I FUCKING HATE IT! And they they get all upset because "they work hard and they can't be putting up with all of us." You know what? FUCK YOU! DEAL with it! THERE ARE FUCKING 10 OF YOU! ONE OF YOU CAN DEAL WITH US YOU MOTHER FUCKING PIECES OF SHIT!
AND YOU KNOW WHY THEY FUCKING ACT LIKE THAT!? IT'S BECAUSE THEY'RE SO GODDAMN SPOILED! Okay, fine. They get to stand around during practices. They're not supposed to be running. Okay, fine. They get to stand around during Bay to Breakers. I get to do all the fun stuff anyway. Okay, fine. I realized that they stick around alot and do secretarial work. It's how you manage. Okay, fine. Andy gives them treats including, but not limited to: food, rides, spiffy jackets, and free lettermans. Andy gets to have a favorite (or 10) . You're supposed to be rewarded for doing things, but when you're spoiled, you think that you just deserve these things. And when you think that you deserve them, you flaunt them in other people's faces to show them what a good job you did. BUT THEY DIDNT! THEY DIDNT! THEY DON'T EVEN KNOW OUR SPORT! So really they're just bugging the fuck out of you.
I CANT FUCKING HANDLE THIS. RAGE IS COURSING THROUGH MY VEINS. I CAN'T EVEN TYPE STRAIGHT! I'M JUST SO FUCKING ANGRY. I HATE ALL THESE GODDAMN MANAGERS! EVERY FUCKING SINGLE ONE! I HATE THEM! SDLGKJSDGLKJ.
edit: Except Yulong and Ruth. Yulong actually ran and knows what's what. And he doesn't act like a snotty shit. Ruth is on two sports. She knows how it feels.
edit deux: I FUCKING HATE MANAGERS!
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