My job is looking bleaker and bleaker as days go by. I stand in the middle of the place, trying to stop the rat ship from sinking, but the passer by rat says, "It's all for naught, pal. Why don't you bail out while you can?". Maybe I should take that advice before it's too late.
So my district manager dropped by unannounced. Armed himself with fellow manager. In the name of "listening to the employees", he put up a show worth a penny at the most. All we got in the end was lousy 10-hour increase in total staff hours. Wow... I am throughly moved by his generosity... wait. Doesn't that result about 1 & 1/2 hour increase per day? Ok, I am insulted by his "generosity" now. I told him that "you need to spend money to make money", not that he ever understands it, though.
School:
Six weeks before it resumes.
Well-being:
Tired, frustrated, and annoyed.
Job:
My boss got arrested for driving with suspended license... so I am guessing that I am gonna see the excrement hitting the fan tomorrow.
Reading:
Book: Parasite Eve (by Hideaki Sena)
Manga: H2 (by Adachi Mitsuru)
Watching:
Batman Begins (in Blu-Ray)
Planetes (Off-beat comedy/drama about not-so-distant future grunt workers... reminds me of... me? Highly recommended)
Playing:
Waiting for Soul Caliber IV (Darth Vader, here we go!)
Two-cents (which buys you two drops of gasoline):
When your two year old comes down with oral thrush, it's time to check hygiene for whole family and their living environment. If that parents cannot remember their billionth child's birthday (um, I don't remember. Does it matter?), then it's time to check their parents' fitness to raise that child. If that parents drive a minivan like drunken stupor... well, that means you are in Upstate New York in summer. Road filled with retarded Brooklynese with their fucked up logic for everything.
