I'm tired. All over. Physically, mentally, and spiritually. I'm good at what I do, I know how to do my job, and there are many perks where I work that inspire gratitude for being where I am. As much as I would love to just scream: "I QUIT!" I must accept the fact that no matter where I'm employed work is always going to be work. Like Red Forman said: "That's why they call it 'work' and not 'Happy Fun Time'." And I must admit there are moments here that make me laugh and get good feels so, perhaps I should feel grateful for that and ever other good thing that happens here. But I cannot ignore the negative, no matter how much I try. The harder I try to fight the anger and frustration, bottling it up deep inside, the more often I explode at the most inopportune time and in front of the wrong people. It's healthy to vent, but because I don't want to get in trouble with my employers I want to do so anonymously. But I DO want it public. That's why I created this tumblr account- to say, without reserve, everything that is on my mind without concequence. Hopefully this will help. I'm an Angry Hotel Clerk and have many reasons to be. Be prepared for a shitload of venting.
