The End Of An Era
Monday Surprise!
Well, I'll be hornswoggled...
Working for The Man for the last 8 years has produced a minor collection of shoe pebbles and canker sores who periodically plague my workday. Nothing too serious, just co-workers with chronic, minor issues that leech out productivity and who absolutely relish in the opportunity to whinge in my ear for an hour or more.
They say that 20% of the people generate 80% of the work, and while this ratio is a bit elevated, this collection of petites bĂȘtes noires has siphoned off a good bit of time over the years.
Well, one of the whingiest has gone away. Left the employ of The Man, never to return. He wasn't a bad sort, just someone who'd been dealt a crap hand of cards, and resentment and general pissiness had completely permeated his personality.
So, for all the gripes, whines and chronic carping, let me just say to you, departing warrior... Ave Atque Vale! Bonne Chance! Arrivederci! Adios, MoFo!!
Well, I'll be hornswoggled...
Working for The Man for the last 8 years has produced a minor collection of shoe pebbles and canker sores who periodically plague my workday. Nothing too serious, just co-workers with chronic, minor issues that leech out productivity and who absolutely relish in the opportunity to whinge in my ear for an hour or more.
They say that 20% of the people generate 80% of the work, and while this ratio is a bit elevated, this collection of petites bĂȘtes noires has siphoned off a good bit of time over the years.
Well, one of the whingiest has gone away. Left the employ of The Man, never to return. He wasn't a bad sort, just someone who'd been dealt a crap hand of cards, and resentment and general pissiness had completely permeated his personality.
So, for all the gripes, whines and chronic carping, let me just say to you, departing warrior... Ave Atque Vale! Bonne Chance! Arrivederci! Adios, MoFo!!
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