ADSL Poo, and T wee wee can bite by bum

my ADSL 2 is down and my job have taken a serious swandive into crapdom, rapidly becoming unbearable, not to mention hearbreaking, as over four years of hard work and so many looong hours of sweat and tears and pushing things through, all starts to disintegrate before our eyes.

that sounds so dramatic, doesn’t it?! it feels dramatic! I’m torn between a reflexive loyalty to ‘our glorious leader’ (any boss give that title has obviously done some pretty spesh things at some point, so it’s not unwarrented), so wanting to do as much as I can to stomp out the mini fires, and a ‘fuck you, I’m getting out now, you can all collapse into hell for all I care”… plus there are also colleagues I will have a hard time leaving in the burning building, so to speak, so it’s not an easy thought process.

what’s a girl to do? well…. go sailing for a week in the Whitsundays is a start, right? karin has chartered a yacht, and there’s a berth free (I turned it down last year “no, I’ll be too busy with work”) so we’re off tomorrow, and then we’ll see where we are.

hello, white beaches, lying in the sun and reading books…

ciao!

One Response to “ADSL Poo, and T wee wee can bite by bum”

  1. Kiki says:

    good on you, right start, have fun, i will think on you guys, when i sweat my a.. off here!!
    Ciao!

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