Capetonification

The world is filled lower functioning retards and people too wrapped up in their own shit to step out side their comfort zone and actually do something that challenged them.
It's an opening statement I've been waiting a while to get of my chest.

Over the last view months I have steadily come to hate the human race, and more specifically, the individuals who grace my life.
I look at the world around me with an unrelenting feeling of dread.
Are we the last fucking hope in our corresponding gene pools?
Holy fucking Ramadan, Mohammed save us.
As each day goes by I feel myself becoming less and less of a nice guy.
I think I've narrowed the cause down to work. Mostly.
I've recently taken over the management of the technical team at the company I work for, which in retrospect was probably not a great idea. At the point of my acceptance of the role, I was already feeling overworked and frayed around the edges, with a moderate dislike of all my colleagues.
Now I'm having to deal with shit like work performance, work quality and constantly lame excuses, absenteeism, and lack of respect and pride for their roles. Understandably this dislike has blossomed into complete disgust and loathing.
Am I ever going to be able to hand off something to my subordinates, in complete confidence that they will be able to get it right without me?
And what kind of question is that anyway?
And why do I even give a fuck?
Why do I have such a vested interest in a company I do not have a vested interest in?
See what I mean? It's all unravelling. Im so disenchanted about it all. The company now has structure, but all it's done is created divides.
Like the English.
And now I'm a peasant. The working class. The dog in the street.
Whatever the reason, it's making me an ugly person.
Before, I was a cock some times.
Now I'm a cock all the time.
I don't think anyone's appreciating it.
Least if all the lady in my life.
Last night she told me she has just learned to accept me for the utter asshole I am.
I can't really blame her for saying something like that. Hell, even I dont like me.
I'm alienating the people in my life.
I stopped seeing some friends just because they irritated me about something. To them it seemed like I dropped off the face of the planet. They recently tried to make contact with me, but I just keep ignoring their phone calls and messages. They dont seem to get the picture though.
Not cool. I'm stuck.
Do I admit to management that I can't handle my shit?
Or do I trudge on in the knowledge that a week from now, or maybe a month, I'm gonna tell everybody to go fuck themselves and get fired.
I know which one would give me more satisfaction.

It's a pickle.