Boring work talk (bla bla bla)

I honestly love to work, ever since I felt money earn by myself in my hand I feel in love with it, the only thing I never felt in love with was the silly talks and desperate need to re do all the bad thins that happen. If we didn't get payed this or that, if they made a mistake and after they fix it is like a deathly sin, honestly sometimes I think the workers think of themselves as customers, and customer thinks is ALWAYS right (wich is NOT).

I just wish that someday workers take responsability on their own actions and can say, "you know what? I screw up"
If we are humans how come we never think the people is around us is it too? How come we become so unfair with the rest of the world but we demand so little from ourselves?

The next time you judge a certain way of act from your employeer think also "am I doing an outstanding job?" I'm pretty sure u'll find the answer deep in your concience.

The Only Exception...

I know I almost never write about you and me... or you for that matter. Is just that I've always been so focus on the third party fellings that I let myself forget on the amazing relationship we have; a relationship that has grown as much as we want it.

We know better now that less is better and that quality does not come with time, I love to see u smile it actually melts my liver to see it, your eyes that can light up the room, I'm sure that all of these things I don't say them as often as I should, I'm actually not so good with

expressing fellings and I definetly suck as telling lovely stuff.

But honestly you are amazing, the soul that meets me every night, I can't sleep without earing your voice and the sounds you make when you breath; when I don't see you in a while I don't get sad anymore, I know that the comebacks are so much better; I love to feel your mouth against my shoulder; when you rest over my breasts like a little kid; I love the hug

s that come when I least expect them; I love the FACT that no one will love me the way you do, because you accept me like I am, with my high and low, with my temper and my sweetness.

Darling, you are the only exception.