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2001-03-26 - 04:07 p.m. There's Never a Meteor Impact When You Need One Another date, another conference call, another gut-level surge of hatred at all the morons who are wasting my time. It's not like I'm bad at my job, OK? I'm damn good at my job. I just get a *wee* bit flustered when my manager says, "Why aren't we doing X?" and the project plan clearly indicates X will happen next month. Which the wanker would know if he bothered to read the project plans we wrote. Aaaaargggghhhh. On a lovely little side note, they started putting in new carpet in the hallways of my apartment building. At 8am this morning. Mmm, nothing like waking up early on a Monday to the sound of people hammering in carpet nails. Or whatever they were hammering. I absolutely need to get out of Woodland Meadows and into a house. Because I want to buy a house, I need a steady and not-insignificant paycheck. Because I need the paycheck, I have to continue working for people I despise, because most of the nice little companies that might hire me have uncertain prospects and poor cash flow. All that's left is to pray for a meteor to smack down in Ashburn, Virginia. Can I get a hell yeah?
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