A whole lot of nothin’…
A whole lot of nothin'...
This morning was supposed to be the day we all here at Corpo-hell received some clarification regarding our futures here... the message was nothing more than the tap dance of a politician. Action, not words, is what is needed around here. Nothing is clearer than it was 20 minutes ago.
Mutiny on the corporate ship!
Monty Python is the answer.
I had been thinking I might get my walking papers on Monday as well, now that I’m not “part of the solution” but I’m under contract until the end of this month. We’ll see what happens at the beginning of January.
Dude, you fuckin’ rawk. It came. Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!
Merry Christmas brother!
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