So I looked into the PAPER CLUB's online log and realized that my article was stolen from me. I'm not referring to plagiarism, but somebody else wrote for the article assigned to me. Double assignment crap. In other words, I was cancelled out and at the moment, jobless. I'm the freakin' writer with no article, equally useful as a quintet with no piece or a mime under paralysis. I didn't do anything for this to happen; my life's HEARTLESS PLANNER DUDE did it on purpose. He's not God, I believe. God is gracious, but not gracious enough to give my article to somebody else when it's clearly mine.
Who knows how my article slipped under the EdBoard's radar? I sent it four days after it was assigned to me, and I know I sent it right, but for some effin' reason, it didn't land on the news editor's pile. All my efforts were duped and dumped. I think my days couldn't go on without me trudging through these petty hellish concerns but I'm not planning to assert myself to redeem my position and article anymore. Let it go that unfortunately wayward path. Life in the PAPER CLUB (and anywhere else I am) is rough because I fail at being your average Homo Sapien Sapien who uses a brain for decision-making and problem-solving. And what were those other things I had, cognitive processes? Bogus. I'm writing fake biographies instead. Shalom and screw you, ambitious journalism.
Who knows how my article slipped under the EdBoard's radar? I sent it four days after it was assigned to me, and I know I sent it right, but for some effin' reason, it didn't land on the news editor's pile. All my efforts were duped and dumped. I think my days couldn't go on without me trudging through these petty hellish concerns but I'm not planning to assert myself to redeem my position and article anymore. Let it go that unfortunately wayward path. Life in the PAPER CLUB (and anywhere else I am) is rough because I fail at being your average Homo Sapien Sapien who uses a brain for decision-making and problem-solving. And what were those other things I had, cognitive processes? Bogus. I'm writing fake biographies instead. Shalom and screw you, ambitious journalism.
