Take 2

This is not a vent

I know. second post and you’re already straying from the subject manner. 
two words,
fuck you. 

now that we got that out of the way. 

I wanted to put to pad…er.. put to computer 
what I’ve been thinking about for some time now.
Why do people have jobs who don’t want them?
I understand the necessity and pure happenstance of emotion. Everyone can’t be happy about their job every moment of their life. and sometimes you have to to treat it like what it is. At the end of the day it is a job, not a passion, not a thing that you do for fun. but simply put a job. 
In which you get paid to do some sort of function, whether it be sitting at a a desk all day endlessly typing away, or wasting away sorting a heap of clothes people try on but never buy. 
be that as it may people treat jobs like they grow on trees
like you can simply just pick another fruit whenever the need might suit you.

People out here are hungry
Someone’s going to take your fruit if you don’t want it bad enough
Don’t take the fruit if you really don’t want it 
You’re wasting your time.
Someone would be happy in the position that you find yourself in your overweight fruit hoarder

maybe when you take it in yourself to tactfully take an evaluation of your surroundings you shall see that the sea doesn’t look so fruitful as you once saw it. 
especially of the way you’ve treated the spoils of which you may now want to return to 

Simply put
Don’t misuse whatever position you may hold today
If you don’t want it, don’t get it
if you want it, Go get it. 
grow a tree. 
and may all the fruit be with 

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