I'm tired of the check always being in the mail.
It must be nice to have a job where you can sit at your desk and play on Facebook all day long and still bring in a paycheck.
Pardon me while I go work.
Bitter, no. Venting, yes. I've had a week or two of dealing with circumstances beyond my control and the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back just happened. And no, don't tell me that I can control everything that happens in my life. Water main break? I think not.