3.15.2004

Hiatus:
There's been no reason for my content embargo as of late, I just haven't been on my computer nearly as often as usual. Between working and reading my book, I've spent nearly no time on the computer since last week.

Bittersweet Backstabbing
As I'm sure you probably read, Michelle was offered the stock supervisor position at work that I had been hoping so dearly for. That's most definitely a sign, and I will delay no longer in finding other employment. Not only is Michelle inexperienced at doing shipment, she never works with the crew and doesn't know how the crew is run. I know both of these things, but apparently I'm either an atrocious worker or I blend into the background like a chameleon. At any rate, it's the last strand of intolerable stupidity that I plan to withstand from that place, and I will take more pleasure than I can put into words telling EVERY ONE OF THEM to kiss my ass until I bark like a fox on my way out the door. Michelle planned to tell them today when she went in that she was accepting the job. As far as I know, nobody knows about the promotion and, moreover, I'm not even supposed to know. The shipment crew gets to remain mine until they finally decide to neuter me handily, probably in front of everyone. Oh well. I'll tolerate them as long as necessary and promptly discard them when the time is right. I am the calm little center of the universe and the bastards won't get the satisfaction of knowing they got to me.
posted at 21:37

Lies were told instead.