Posting for the first time.

This is my first post, and I promise to keep it vent-free. Okay, I might break that promise, but it's still there. You know what? I'm gonna break it right now.

I love my job. I work in a video game store. I play lots of games. I get discounts and priviliges. My job is nice.

I hate my job, with all my heart. I deal with idiots all day. I have no idea how some of these people get their hands on money. I have people trading in an hour's worth of work in games three minutes before we close. My job is hell.

I've discovered that writing is indeed a good vent. Granted, I could go and cast magic and cut people's heads off in Ninja Gaiden, shoot some zombies in Resident Evil, maul some demons in Disgaea, but it's just so much more calming and, quite honestly, writing is more powerful, productive and calming than any of those things.

Just to give you a taste of my very dynamic mind structure, on the ride home I was really amused because my boss' name is an anagram for "love it". I don't know why it's funny but it is.