19 September 2006

The blue ones are blanks

I just had to go to the internet cafe to read a two line email because my job doesn't let the computer programmers check gmail.

The same job that pays me fuck all to do work a twelve year old could do.

The job I had to interview for and do aptitude tests for.

My colleague spent much of the morning photocopying.

My boss says to be patient.

I'm not going to wear my tie this afternoon. This constitutes rebellion in the world of pointless office jobs.


Yes, I am a little grumpy today.