vw, can you take chair into your room (since I assume the reading in bed thing is what makes you fall asleep)?
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
There's no room for a chair in my room. I'll figure it out, though.
Work is going to make my fucking head explode.
All I've done all day is put out fires and fix shit, and not only am I not getting any thanks for it, I'm getting carped at by higher ups that there are any problems at all.
I hate them all and want to stab them in the head with a barbecue fork!
Fucking punitive incompetent ass-covering scatter brained management fucko fuckwits. Get out of my face for fixing shit! I am not responsible for every little crapdoodle thing that goes wrong, since (a) I only do what you tell me to do; and (b) it only happens after you fucking authorize it.
Also, none of this shit is important. It's all minor crap.
On top of which, I'm absolutely swamped by the workload of the OCI shit and I won't be able to catch up to it until tomorrow night, since I have to get Emmett tonight.
Hands Hec a barbecue fork.
Stands nonchalantly by trying to look not!enabling.
Fuck that. This should be fun, and I don't have anyone in barbecue fork range to skewer myself.
goes to pop popcorn
{{Hec}} Oh my. No head exploding. Except the management fucko fuckwits that need to have exploding heads.
I skipped. {{all of ya}}
And I just heard on the news that Rita is headed our way.
Fuck the fucking fuck. Why did I move to Texas again?
Oops. Manager fell on a barbecue fork. But the firm doesn't own a barbecue fork. I suspect rogue NorCal vampires.
I hate them all and want to stab them in the head with a barbecue fork!
Head? Wouldn't it be better to aim for something softer and more likely to cause lasting Pavlovian pain?
My confession: I have been bored silly at work for three months now. I'd love to get a new job, but my options would be to either a) take a pay cut to be a web lackey elsewhere in the university, b) take a pay cut to run a program elsewhere in the university, or c) leave the U for more money -- and say goodbye to thoughts of getting a master's, at least for free.
If you can't tell, I'm overpaid for what I do, but underpaid compared to what a private sector person could make.
Sigh.
If you can't tell, I'm overpaid for what I do, but underpaid compared to what a private sector person could make.
When was the last time you checked the private sector?
FTE w/benefits, that is. Not the recockulous amounts I'm occasionally paid to be a trained monkey with no actual standing or future. All reports indicate that private sector around here fails to be all that and/or a bag of chips.
(Sure, it could have improved in the last 12 months, but given the track record for tech jobs in this city, I doubt it.)
(Sure, it could have improved in the last 12 months, but given the track record for tech jobs in this city, I doubt it.)
It hasn't improved. At least, not from what I've heard from FTE friends.