Soul Patch

Fucking stupid-ass coworker!

Posted in boss,Everything,fucking stupid ass coworker,lumbergh,people skills,work by patch on August 15, 2006

Fucking stupid-ass coworker gets an assignment from the boss to rewrite the performance review worksheet and the dickhead does it so that none of us who currently do the job could qualify for it, let alone get the promotions we were hoping for. I may be in jail for awhile after I shove that bastard off the roof.


Why don’t you just go to —-

Posted in abode,Everything,work by patch on August 15, 2006

Fill in the blank. I’m not gonna die having lived in the dullest part of the US (yes, there’s one or two places like that here) all my life. Need my paradigm shifted. My venue relocated. Monster’s calling, saying update the ol’ search agents. What should I put in there for desired cities (or countries)? I don’t like extreme temp’s, bugs, reptiles, or belt buckles as a fashion statement. Your turn. Tell me where to go.

Pretty please?

Posted in boss,budgets,consulting,Everything,lumbergh,people skills,work by patch on August 11, 2006

Ever had to beg for work? I do. I know you care, so read on.

Email Backlash

Posted in boss,carpal tunnel,chinese,Everything,lumbergh,porn,spam,work by patch on August 10, 2006

Lumbergh got all pissy today because of an email I sent. He asked me to do his job, basically, and I kindly declined. Not really. I told him since he was the boss and making twice my salary, I’d let him do his job and I’d merrily go about my business. I guess that’s not what he wanted to hear since he wouldn’t leave my office. It’s a corner office (at the intersection of Hell Ave. and Back St.), nice view of the dumpster. I especially like it the day after an office pizza party because the cats fight like nobody’s biz over the scraps that don’t make it into the garbage properly. Yeah, it’s pretty sweet having a view of the loading dock and back alley. I don’t need a good view to get a nasty case of carpal tunnel syndrome, just a bad workstation, an uncomfortable chair, and more shit to type/email than a Chinese porn spammer. Sorry, that was harsh. I actually don’t mind Chinese porn as long as there’s no msg.