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Witch’s Brew

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

not in the mood for a title

I'm having a bad day. I knew it the moment I woke up and stood 20 minutes waiting for the bus to work. I hate meetings. Did I ever mention it before? I hate meetings with crappy people that simply don't understand what they're asking for. You ask me again, I'll box your ears. Now do you understand what you're asking for? What else do I hate about meetings? It's when someone who sits opposite you goes for meeting without informing you and you're supposed to be in it together - heck and I thought he was in the pink loo. Talk about loving your co-workers. I'll be glad if I don't beat them into pups. - on the other hand maybe they should be. What is worse than reaching a crappy meeting's long overdue end? An email. An email sent from a certain name. Nothing really frustrating this time - juz a simple request to someone else - except that it annoys me to no end. I think it is the addressing that creeps me. It is sick. The lame play acting that some people are so fond of and good at. It disgusts me. And now my lunch sucks. I can't wait to see what's next. Bad karma? I knew it.

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