Samson-ish



Lord knows my job comes with an unpredictable factor like no other, but I seem to like it.

I think I like the idea of trying to control the uncontrollable. Which sounds like level four mental ward talk. I really get a kick out of planning things to a tee, then adjusting because at any moment someone will call me with an issue that needs to take the top priory spot. The “thrill” of troubleshooting I do enjoy. 

Can that legitimately be labeled a “thrill”?  

I pretty much love the same shit I complain about. 

How is that for a irony of lifestyle? 


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