Day 1,562.
I want another job.
I want another job.
I want another job.
I do not want to live like this anymore or for the rest of my life!
This life is like being made to live a lesbian sex-life. Hands only.
I, for the one millionth time – am not gay, or a lesbian, or want to ever, ever, ever be with a woman. I am not curios in any way whatsoever. Never have been, never will be.
IT WILL NEVER BE WOMEN!
I need a real man, real man flesh, real man sausage. End of story. End of discussion.
You have deprived me of YEARS of a sex life that I could have had for what?!
I will only ever be men only – EVER!
No, hands are not my idea of sex, virtual hands are not enjoyable enough for me they never have been, they never will be.
What I learned tonight is that every event where I believe I have done something special and spectacular has turned out to be because a doctor and surgeon illegally implanted devices into my body allowing people to speak in my head as the event is taking place. That is what I learned tonight at work.
I am so upset my blood pressure is through the roof.
No, I am not changing my shoes after the conversation I had with my manager tonight.
I want another job.
YEARS OF MY LIFE ARE GONE FOR WHAT?! A REAL SEX-LIFE THAT I WANT TO HAVE I AM NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE!!!!!!
See, if you get anymore stories out of me now.
No, I am not eating I am too heavy with this fake weight!
I do more than any person in that entire building. I am the reason anyone shows up and is there.
I do what I am told only. I do not believe in my work there anymore.
I want to sue eHarmony for lying to me with the men who answered to my profile – what a sham.
I want another job.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 