Quit my day job. Broke but FREE

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

After the security contract ended at the airport, these f~~~ing lying bastards promised me the job at the uni which would be ongoing and the managers there even requested me to work there. But no. I’m put at banks and some dive of a supermarket where the last security guard was bottled despite telling them i can not stand up all day for 8 hours in the same spot due to my back.

I tried the bank, lasted one hour, and have only done a 6 hour evening shift at a school on a Sunday since.

I never turned up to my rostered shifts at the bank this week or the supermarket and had the bitch who does the rosters call me and have a c~~~ laden rant demanding this and that, why i didnt call. I ended the phone call by hanging up. Blow me.

F~~~ doing this s~~~ ever again. I never know what im doing from one f~~~ing day to the next, they call me up at the last minute, and im on a zero hours contract (they call it ‘casual’ here in New Zwaland).

The pricks have sent me a letter asking to come in on Friday for a meeting, but they will never see me again. They can stick their minimum wage, 12 hour slave wage s~~~ up their f~~~ing asses.

My Asian friend has my back, so i can stay with him and help out at the house.

I can still manage to pay my gym membership each week, and i will spend most my time at the local library reading and focusing on my real talents and purpose. BEING CREATIVE.

I’m broke, but i feel so f~~~ing free. I can’t do this s~~~ anymore. F~~~ security, im done with it. Im putting to sleep all the s~~~ that makes me f~~~ing miserable and die inside.

All the debt collectors and nay sayers can suck my c~~~. You can come for me and i will destroy the lot of you with my bare hands. I don’t give a f~~~ anymore. (Not talking about anyone on here lol.)

I’m buying a bottle of whiskey tonight with my last pay packet, which is only a few days worth. I’m gunna fade away in a drunken haze and look forward to a new year next year. I’ve applied for jobs i can handle, one of them is working at a mens shelter and helping guys like you and me going though a s~~~ time. Thats the type of stuff id happily do for minimum wage.I spent an hour filling out the application forms and writing a damn good letter telling them exactly why i was the right man for the job.

Luckily for me, i have a home over xmas, many don’t.

I’d like to take a minute to wish everyone a merry xmas and my thoughts are with anyone dealing with grief, sadness or hardship over xmas.

I’d love to go out in the streets and help as many f~~~ing men and kids and possible.

I hope this post isn’t seen as ooh woe me give me pity post. I’m just severing the f~~~ing weight around my neck thats repeatedly drowned me for so long.

I’m broke but i feel happy. Happy that im not going to force myself to go to some bulls~~~ job where i couldn’t give less of a f~~~ and hate every passing second of it. F~~~ you banks, f~~~ you s~~~ty supermarket. F~~~ you security company. Its SCHOOLS that should have security and anywhere that has kids. Not banks.

Anyway…Merry Xmas to all here. BEst wishes for the New Year. Lets f~~~ing take on the world brothers!!!!

DYD

[Solo MAN’S WisdomParticipant]

Same question: How many jobs have you quit in the past year??

When women lead, destruction is the destination. -- Me.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Two. This security job and my bouncing job. Why?

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Sleepers of Orion, trapped within the dark epoch of drug induced escapism, from the horrors of mass production. Love was stolen from the depths of misery, thus changes perception inside memories. I can only hope that I reach the burning star within my lifetime, until time can restart, or I will perish within this consummate becoming. I therefore project my last will toward the ever dying skies.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Hope was but a synthetic malaise wrapped in segmented shifts of mental moods

I was utterly aware of its patronising intents

If I had a diamond for every internal death I could buy the universe

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Emission gasses tampered, exclusive mental abuse, popularised by phantom acrobatics, seemingly virile, juxtaposed rainbow in fractured devilry. Take back violent door mats, until chemically unconscious with a dream of up-most blankness.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

The long engrained entropy of this s~~~hole city was the catalyst for my own internal demise.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

We all shoot crack in the heroin shack, your mother lobotomizes my skeleton while a transsexual ovulates in a mango tree. singing a gleeful tune. about a man who once had a pet virus that was stolen by a teachers brain

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

easy there fella how about you child support obligation?

That’s the only question you concluded from reading that?

[Right Coast CanadaParticipant 256]

Merry X-Mas DYD. Hope you get the job at a men’s shelter, sounds noble. Cheers!

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Right Coast Canada wrote:

Merry X-Mas DYD. Hope you get the job at a men’s shelter, sounds noble. Cheers!

Cheers mate. Have a belter!

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

so you. You are to emotional most people don’t like theirs jobs but they have to do it you are letting your emotion get that best of you dude wake that f~~~ up life it’s never easy it never was. If you wanted to quit you are job ok fine but at least have a plan b

Your illiteracy makes it hard to understand what you’re saying.

I have woken the f~~~ up. I’ve busted my ass for years working for c~~~~~~~~~s and it gets you no where. If you want to stay enslaved to some bulls~~~ job where you clock your brains out the moment you arrive for your shift, all the best. It’s affecting my mental health big time, and i value that way more than some p~~~ poor pay cheque every week.

You’d have to be me and have my mind and afflictions to ever possibly understand. I am not you, you are not me.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

[Anonymous 11]

Man, I don’t even have a bad back and would go insane after standing in the same spot for eight hours.

Have you ever considered self-employment? If you have any trade skills, you can make a living plus you have total power over any assholes. I’m not to sure how hard it is to be self-employed in NZ, but in the US it’s very easy which is a good thing as US citizens were sold out by the fascists.

It’s not easy though.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

\ Ok what do you want me to said??congratulation for quitting your job?? Go drink till you choke on that bottle then keep on crying life is unfair for how long your asian friend gonna keep you at his home?? Until you become his bitch?? Go out there and fight stop complaining about life and how unfair it is you sound like a f~~~ing vagina

Learn English before you converse with me, simpleton. Your ad homs are totally unwarranted and from all the crap you have spouted, you sound like a tuna.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Who the f~~~ joins and with only 1 star, starts attacking other members? I can smell your decrepit c~~~ from here.

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Anonymous wrote:

Man, I don’t even have a bad back and would go insane after standing in the same spot for eight hours.

Have you ever considered self-employment? If you have any trade skills, you can make a living plus you have total power over any assholes. I’m not to sure how hard it is to be self-employed in NZ, but in the US it’s very easy which is a good thing as US citizens were sold out by the fascists.

It’s not easy though.

I’d love to be self employed, but i have no trade or valuable skills lol.

[SunStormParticipant 1277]

Dissident is right. Quiting a s~~~ty job you hate is the best thing you can do for yourself.

Anytime I’ve quit or been canned it’s been the best thing that could have happened and something better always comes along.

Once I got fired because I missed a train and couldn’t get in to Paris to do business English teaching.

And you know what? I had allowed myself to become engaged to a French woman I didn’t trust or really get on with. What’s more we were about to buy a godamn tiny apartment in Paris where we would be constantly in each others’ faces.

I knew it was a f~~~ing mistake but I didn’t have the will power to stop it all happening.

Well getting fired meant I couldn’t get the mortgage and had to find a new job. I ended up going to Japan and escaping from the role of passive passenger to some domineering woman.

Missing that train and losing that job was the best thing to ever happen to me.

[Anonymous 1]

I once walked out of a job on the first day. I was floor walking on a trade floor, offering basic IT support. I got so much s~~~ from traders, it was completely soul destroying and I walked out at 2pm, went home and cracked a beer.

The daily rate was excellent, but I just didn’t care and have no regrets about that decision.

[Puffin StuffParticipant 24979]

I used to work as a security guard. I hated it but I needed the money and it was in the summers while at college. They put me in a bank but back in those days, and I’m talking about 1980, I was skinny and the uniform was huge, I was swimming in it.

This bank was in a bad neighborhood and some young punks came in and asked me if I had a gun…lol. I did not and explained to them that should there be a robbery I am there to keep order and try to not get shot.

I used to spend 8 hours a day watching the second hand move on the clock in the bank.

Then I they transferred me to late nights at a country club pool keeping local kids from sneaking in and swimming at night. I tried to read but it got boring. Then I fed ants with my dinner sandwich bits and that got old.

So then I started practicing my sax at 12:00 midnight. They called the cops on me…lol.

I told the cop some kids got in and put on their radio and I told them to get lost. The cop left me alone.

Being creative is a job. There are so many creative people that don’t get noticed. If you are creative then creating is what gives you pleasure and the pay is secondary.

The guy who lived next door to me in Hollywierd was a sculptor by degree from college but wanted to be a Hollywood writer. He worked for two years without selling any scripts. Luckily his wife worked.

Then he got the idea that great writers drink so he and his partner started drinking and within two months sold their first movie script. He wrote this terrible movie by Steven Seagal named “On Deadly Ground”.

He always had work after that.

Stick to what you love and don’t take soul sucking jobs like security guard. Keep the guy your living with happy. Having a place to live and food to eat is number one, everything else is superfluous.

#icethemout; Remember Thomas Ball. He died for your children.

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