Punishment

I'm starting to think that I'm just punishing myself for being such a loser.  Why else would I keep working for the Post Office.  In the last three weeks I've gone from afternoon hours, to midnight hours, back to afternoon hours.  My sleeping regiment is shot to shit!  I can only muster five hours, at most, of sleep and then I feel like crap for the rest of the day.  The Supervisors couldn't supervise a wet dream and the Managers couldn't manage a hard-on!  I'm an educated person!  At least I try to remind myself that I actually went to school.  Why then am I not able to move on...or at the least, away from this place.  There's just so much there that I disagree with.  They reward those that befriend them and like the hypocrites they are, they tell you that the reward doesn't exist.  That they are not really rewarding certain individuals.  It almost makes me think of Star Wars, Episode IV, where Obi Won Kenobi uses his Jedi mind trick on the storm trooper, "These aren't the droids you're looking for.  Move along".  I guess whatever happens, happens.