Ooh ooh ooooh! Got a new expat boss today. Actually we were pretty boss-less before he came in (we are a small branch of a huge multi-national company, all Managers in our own domain) so normally, the atmosphere is quite informal. He's been here like what? Five minutes? yet the mood is already somber. We just had one of those corporate talks where the boss establishes his authority by disscussing "where we are headed" frequently interjected by words like "deliverables" and "goals" and stuff. Sheesh. What ever happened to NORMAL working environments where you get to spend the hours chatting online, blogging and wistfully checking out the weather in Thailand???
Thgs Tht Ps Me Off But They Realy Shudnt Al Becz Im Nurotik n Mity Irationl Sumtims Espcialy Whn The PMS Sets In n I Hve a Frikn Rash i Cnt Get Rid Of
Nah, just kidding. About writing about things that piss me off I mean. There are just so many I wouldn’t know where to begin. But I wasn’t kidding about the PMS. Or the goddamn STD-looking rash. Anywayz, this is my last post. Lets just say one or two people got hold of this link and I feel that my writing has gotten severely compromised, defeating its original purpose as a forum to express my self-righteous indignation. Besides, i was begining to feel like I'm a modern day Narcissus. I've finally come to terms with the fact that I will never be a writer. But I’ll always be an avid reader, so to my fav bloggers - Bent, Carrie, Kykie - see ya’ll on your own turf. With that said, I’ll leave you all with these profound words of wisdom: Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum sonatur. (whatever is said in Latin sounds profound) Laterz.
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