My new job

I hate my new job, and it’s not surprising considering that I only took it as I needed to bring some money in fast. It’s also in Bristol which I didn’t realise was a hillbilly nightmare. I knew it wasn’t the best but I didn’t realise how backwards it really is.

It’s basically everything I didn’t want in a job wrapped up into one.

The people are boring

Half of the people I’ve met have been pretty nice, but most are fairly boring. I wouldn’t mind this but they expect you to be their friend. That’s right, it’s one of those places that’s more about friendship than work.

Most are not very likeable. They’re obnoxious and have no charm, being nice is all some have going for them, and the ones that aren’t nice are scum.

There are some cool people but I don’t speak to them much. I’m always stuck by the people who cause drama all day and then wonder why people don’t like them.

Real head-scratcher that.

I wish people would learn to get an interest or hobby instead of trying to force friendship down their work colleagues’ throats.

Some are very spiteful

A lot of people focussed on me as soon as I joined and have been slating me behind my back ever since. I’ve barely spoken to any of these people by the…