Wierd setup and other complaints.

Rose, if you think that all you do is complain..you are about to meet your match. :P

*begin long winded rant*

I hate where I am at right now in my life. Not all aspects of it mind you, just a majority of them. I hate the fact that I have a car, yet I never seem to go anywhere. That's my own fault, I should just get out one day and just drive.

Hell, I might go all rebellious and skip classes in order to do it. Take THAT! HUZZAH!

I also came to a realization today: I fucking hate my job. I fucking hate librarians. The whole damn lot of them. I hate the fact that I have to work there three days out of the week, and I don't get enough respect from hardly any of them. I've seen how they interact with the other student workers, and they get along. It bugs the crap out of me, first of all. Second of all, they always seem to get short fused around me. I ask them how something works, how to fix something, where something goes, and they get impatient with me. They didn't fucking train me in the first place, how am I supposed to know which database is best for which kind of search if they don't fucking tell me? They didn't even fucking inform me about a student worker meeting that they had the first week of classes, and then they got mad at me for not attending. I'm pretty good at reading people, but I'm not a fucking mind reader.

So, essentially, the entire premise of this rant was to say that I am quitting the library job as soon as I find another job, (preferably off campus). I'm going to start at the art museum and work my way from there.

Okay, end rant.