Oh, yeah, I’m passionate about my job.
I hate my job with the fiery passion of a thousand suns. Every morning when I wake up I pray with a fervent passion that a meteorite will strike my company and obliterate every last stupid particle of it or, failing that, that I will be struck with leprosy and forced to retire to a colony from which there is no internet access, rendering telecommuting impossible. I spend each day of work passionately seething with anger and misery at my stupid job and the stupid people I have to talk to, and then at the end of the day I throw myself onto my bed and cry with an aching passion over my endless torment and utter waste of my life.
Anyone know of any good job openings in Denver?