| 2002-10-22 - 12:51 p.m.
aaaaagggggghhhhh
This is going to be a good one. I am more homicidal than normal. People at my job are fucking moronic idiots, and I am TIRED OF IT. I was awakened by a ringing phone this morning "The spot for blah blah isn't in the computer" "Yes it is. It's 4806, not 4807". "Oh. well, it hasn't been running because people can't find it". Oh cripes. I just assumed that people would do what *I* do and LOOK for the stupid thing. Ooooo, it's an extra mouse click. Once again, the wet paper bag, and people can't find their way out. Then my butt didn't even hit the damn chair before I was innundated with crises. Speaking of which....we're off the air... later....
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