Today, I made my first BM of the day at 14:39:04 EST. It felt good. I looked similar to the geezer in the Shavers Only graphic at the top of the page.
Archive: June, 2005
Went to a southwestern restaurant in Paris this weekend where the duck motif was all about. I was cool with that; however, went to the head, and the toilet brush bucket was a porcelaine duck.
?!?!?!
Ok, correct me if I’m wrong, but the standard American workday is 9am to 5pm.
Well, here, we have things called whereabouts, which you send to the team announcing if you’re leaving, etc. It’s all good.
However, we get shit like this:
“I’m taking a long lunch to go take a hike in the woods”
or
“I’m leaving a bit early (ed: 4.55pm) to run an errand; I’ll be back online working around 9pm and this weekend to make up the time.”
WTF?
So, a new CEO is sought at my current gig. Our manager reads us highlights from the promising candidates’ CVs.
Here are two gems from this morning:
- “X took over a company that was just starving for leadership.” - I hope he fed them.
- “With sweat, dreams, and a smile, I succeeded in my career.” - I really don’t know what to say about that!
- “My motto? Create an identity in the workforce. Create a product. Create heroes.”
Ok, now if you’ve ever seen an executive resume, you know it’s a short narrative. These people paid asswipe English majors to write this shit. I’m not sure which is worse - the probably cost of this bogroll - or the fact that my manager had a large, rubbery one while reading these to us!.