God Hates Me

They offered me the position. I admit I may not have sounded super thrilled accepting it because it means I’ve officially set my career back at least five years. On the other hand, I have taken a giant leap forward from my year of unemployment so I can’t really make a fuss. In terms of my case of “what-does-it-all-mean”, it’s just fuel to the fire.

So… God hates me. I have way of often being right at how the ironies of life will bite me in the ass. I think it means I understand the humor of God or Allah or the Fates or whatever you choose to believe. Thanks for listening.