Ok, so I lied. TWO managers came to talk to me today because I was rather mad about my job. One of the things I said (besides that the job is ****ing stupid) is I have no incentive to work hard when they change my tasks EVERY SINGLE DAY. And it’s not, “Oh, add this,” it’s more like, “Oh, hey, forget all that and do this instead.” After complaining, I was told I have new things to do.<\/p>\n
I shouldn’t complain because I am famous today! After writing my fanboy email to R. Stevens, he wrote about it in his blog<\/a>. I wonder if this will get me more chicks. Somehow I think I will end up quoting my favorite line from the movie xXx and I will just get into more trouble. (The line, by the way, is when a big oaf is getting the floozies into the club’s meeting room by saying, “BEECHES COME!”)<\/p>\n I think I need an adult beverage. Maybe I’ll have some tap water.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Ok, so I lied. TWO managers came to talk to me today because I was rather mad about my job. One of the things I said (besides that the job is ****ing stupid) is I have no incentive to work hard when they change my tasks EVERY SINGLE DAY. And it’s not, “Oh, add this,” it’s more like, “Oh, hey, forget all that and do this instead.” After complaining, I was told I have new things to do. I shouldn’t complain because I am famous today! After writing my fanboy email to R. Stevens, he wrote about it in his blog. I wonder if this will get me more chicks. … Continue reading I will not talk about work.<\/span>