Tuesday, September 21, 2004

A whole new underworld

It seems that some of the people who work with me, either are Aliens or have a third dimension that they jump into when I am not around.
You give these emmy award winners explicit written instructions and they read them back out to you, except they read them back as a fucking question, how hard is it to read Go to Midvale discount tyres pick up some tyres and return to work, without reading it back to me like it was some sort of fucking secret code, just go there pick up the fucking tyres and come back, dont go anywhere fucking else, dont go via your home for a hand job place or the lunch bar or a freight company or any thing else.

Monday, September 20, 2004

Thank you for Messenger

How hard would work be if we didn't have messenger or one of the other instant messengers, at least you can poke fun at people when you find out that their job is shit, and the people they work with are either fuckwits, who keep asking questions that they have no chance of understanding the answer, or Pyscopaths who like to live their entire family;s angst in front of all their workers and customer, I just need to find a way to take videos of these lunatics and I will make my fortune on Funniest Home Videos

Today

It was a shit day today, to much work and not enough ability, you know that truck drivers are just fuckwits with a driver license