Wednesday, January 09, 2002
|3:27 PM|
Due to a series of events of the past couple weeks, I seem to have gone from top of the heap here at work to the shit list. This is despite my having cut a swathe of destruction through a ton of Dell bullshit to get several pain-in-ass issues resolved. Of course, I fucked up pretty bad last week. My boss really values being on time for work, and I failed to do that, and so I'm probably lucky to still have my job. It goes almost without mention that all the "brownie points" I had earned have been burned away, that is if any remained after my trip up to Chicago.
Blogger is still a bit toasted, so I suppose you folks won't see this entry for a while.
Goddamn, I REALLY need to get to the freakin' Post office. This is just stupid. Some of the stuff I have to send should have been sent almost a month ago, and in the case of Sinclair's box-o-shit, that should have been sent a freakin' year ago. Well, he left it here, I've just been hauling it around for him. As far as the other packages go, the Post Office sucks ass in terms of availability. I mean, really, would it be fucking impossible to have the lobbies of Post Offices open from say, 9-6? It's still an eight hour day, and people who work (gasp!) 8 to 5 would actually able to mail a goddamn package.
Man, I'm in a really critical mood today. I think it's time for a Barbeque. BBQ at Cecil's place. Bring your own meat. And Grill. And bring some friends, as well as booze, soda, chips and whatever the hell else you need for an open flame cook out.
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///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
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