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Posted: 8/16/2007 3:53:40 PM EDT
I think I'm just going to go crash in bed and sleep.
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Have a few cold beers, surf Arfcom, and go to bed. When it's not 100+ degrees outside, sometimes I'll go skate to get rid of some aggression.
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Slap the wife, kick the dog and beat myself with branches. Why?
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Shoot, or if I can't get to the range I reload rifle or pistol rounds. It is a good stress reliever.
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I thought I was the only one, |
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I pull out of the parking lot and put the pedal to the floor, bark second/third gears and let it run off my back. Feel much better a few miles down the road.
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Realize it's not going like I wanted it to and go home early, like today.
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What makes the green grass grow? |
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Just go home and try to forget about it,
Its only a job. I tell myself that 5 days from now it wont even matter. That's my philosophy. |
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I usually have a beer and surf the web for a better job......that is until my job took me into the field where a day at work is a few weeks long...
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Hot shower, a jigger or two of good single malt scotch, and a good book.
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I leave it at the door as much as I can. Or I drive or go by the lakeshore and sit by the water. Thats pretty calming with the sound of the waves and the breeze off the water.
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Heh.. I just pack up and leave.
Fuck you guys. I'm going home. See you tomorrow. |
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I usually reminisce about the 52 year-old guy in town (a colleague) who recently dropped dead of a heart attack, suddenly.
then I realize that work...just a job....and the people that sometimes really piss me off....couldn't possibly be bad enough to let me forget how lucky I am to just be alive, to be free to shoot my guns, and God willing, be able to wake up and enjoy another day.... |
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Drink beer, drill the wife...Re evaluate the situation.
If its still a bad day day, more beer then drill the wife again. If all is right with the world after th first go round...only 2 beers, then drill the wife. Sleep. |
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I'm a professional skydiver. A bad at work is not really an option so I don't let the little stuff bother me. The worst day at work for me would result in me making peepee and poopoo in a bag for the rest of my life. |
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when i have a bad day at work i wake up covered in blood. luckily they have been few and far between..
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Thank you very much for your service. We are with you.......... |
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crank some AC/DC on the ride home,
then when I get there play with the dogs. |
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See what I mean. It's all relative, I think about you guys all the time when my job is getting tiresome. Thanks man. |
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I didn't get what you ment until I saw where you were located. I just hope that never happens to you, daemon. |
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The little public range at Lime Kiln Park in Grafton. |
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drop down and do some pushups, drink water, and surf on arfcom or SG.
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Great thread, I've been thinking about this myself lately. What SHOULD I do when work sucks?
Normal crappy: Hug my kids, lazyboy and TV or play video games/surf Arfcom. Really crappy day: Hug my kids, work in the yard, find something physical to do. Ultracrappy-pissed as hell-life sucks day: Hug kids, hug wife, go straight to bed, do not pass go. Try not to be too surly with the family on the way there . All in all, I try to be thankful for the job I have as there are a lot of people that don't have any. There are others that have tougher jobs than mine. Try to keep it in perspective, but that is the tough part. Pray that this crap doesn't give me a freakin' heart attack some day. |
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I thank almighty God that I'm not one of my patients... there but by the grade of God go I.
Let me tell you something. Compared to the people I take care of, I've got NO problems. I didn't get beat down by my alcoholic old man, and now have to take my family to a shelter. I didn't feed my child cocaine to keep them quiet, and end up with my child in the ICU bleeding into his brain, and me on the way to prison. I didn't roll my vehicle and end up paralyzed. I didn't come home to find my spouse dead of a drug overdose. I didn't just arrive at the hospital to find that my dad had an MI, and took his last breath in the back of some ambulance. I didn't just find out that my cancer has come back, and that the "sprained ankle" I thought I had is a fracture from where the recurrent cancer had eaten into the bone. It's truly all about perspective. When you see first-hand the absolute depths of human suffering in your job, the minor daiily work hassles begin to look very minor indeed. |
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Ah, I went to shooters in Racine and did some .22lr shooting tonight. |
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duh... this is ARFCOM, go shoot something! Wait a minute, you don't work for the Post Office do you? |
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What do you guys do when you have a bad day at work?
I walk out and say, "Man that day sucked." "Well wait; so did yesterday" "And the day before" I love my job. It's the drama queens that make things just plain STOOPID. |
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I forgot one thing watching the Wild Bunch like I am right now.
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