On the Table

I don't know what I'm supposed to do. There's too much on the table. I work two jobs as a server, and I cannot lie, it is quite tiresome. I do miss the days of only one job, one responsibility, but those days are gone. I make far too much money doing this to quit. And that, I think, is what I hate the most.

I do not get what I deserve at one place, and I don't know much about the other. I get harassed, humiliated, and humored in a piteous way for the things I've gone through. For the things I haven't done, things I haven't said, I pay the price. i'm tired of living in a world where people decide the outcome of your life. I don't mean to say that there is no true control over your own life, nor do I wish to impress upon the reader I hold the belief that others decide my fate -- the don't, and I don't believe that one bit. However, there is something to be said about the NPCs (if you will) in anyone's life that have a say over what other people think about you.

Damn. I hate how people don't find things out for themselves, first-hand.

I hate our tabloid community.