Slavin for the man
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I don�t have shit to confess right now. Massa has me slaving away (literally). I barely had time to settle into my cubicle before shit was thrown my way. It didn�t help yesterday that out power here at work was out. I spent the morning doing non-computer related work and after a few hours we were sent home. Normally I would have been happy as a fat kid in a candy store, but I really do have a lot of work. I don�t like to take work home with me cause I spend 8 hours of my precious time slavin for the man, I will be damned if I spend my 5 free hours doing the same. Looks like I have no choice but to take massa�s work home. I have been working an extra two hours for the last two weeks handling workshops in the evening so by the time I get home it�s usually after 7:30. Times like this I wish I got paid hourly and had overtime. Shit, I would be rolling in some dough. But you better believe this time I�m racking up will be used for a much-needed vacation. Oh yeah, I can already see that the weekend ahead will be used to drown my misery away in alcohol. |
4:16 p.m. || February 26, 2004 |
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