I was Thinking, or Not

I don't remember what I last wrote about, but today I am writing for my own sanity. This particular post has nothing to do with anyone in particular, but with my particular situation, which is to say the least interesting to me. When I started with my current job it seemed to be the break I had been looking for. At last I was in a position to use what I knew and help people through my knowledge of the construction industry. Things started to unravel and I was suddenly caught in a condition I was no longer comfortable with. So I had to assert myself, but I was unable to do so, so it only got worse. The person I work for is not the nicest person, but rarely are the wealthy really all that cordial to others, at least those that are not their people. I am not them, I am a lowly soldier in the fight to survive this thing they call life. I am a horrible wage slave, I don't live to work, I work to live, and that makes my wage earning potential tenuous at best. I am always cer