High Entropy
Midfield
Anyone else stuck in these types of situations.
Stuck with a load of old schoolers they call themselves, chatting the same old sh-- every day on repeat at every break time.
This country is going to the dogs ...
Youngin's these days ...
We should just shoot those boats, that'll stop them ...
Would you finger blast ...
Not like when we were kids ...
This government needs to ...
Bloody potholes ...
Always trying to force me to join in the conversations with these dinosaurs and god forbid I say they shouldn't talk about women like that, or actually that's not true, or that comment could be considered racist and we need to move away from using language like that, they call me a clueless millennial that's glued to my phone, I mean I know I shouldn't be looking for a new job in front of them but I just can't stand this forced chat every day.
Occasionally even the boss comes in and sits listening, logging every interaction in his mind and judging everyone by his own terrible "old school" standards. It's like being in the Flintstones, how can I tell them I'm here for money not friends and despite being twice my age they all have a lot of growing up to do?
Stuck with a load of old schoolers they call themselves, chatting the same old sh-- every day on repeat at every break time.
This country is going to the dogs ...
Youngin's these days ...
We should just shoot those boats, that'll stop them ...
Would you finger blast ...
Not like when we were kids ...
This government needs to ...
Bloody potholes ...
Always trying to force me to join in the conversations with these dinosaurs and god forbid I say they shouldn't talk about women like that, or actually that's not true, or that comment could be considered racist and we need to move away from using language like that, they call me a clueless millennial that's glued to my phone, I mean I know I shouldn't be looking for a new job in front of them but I just can't stand this forced chat every day.
Occasionally even the boss comes in and sits listening, logging every interaction in his mind and judging everyone by his own terrible "old school" standards. It's like being in the Flintstones, how can I tell them I'm here for money not friends and despite being twice my age they all have a lot of growing up to do?