Saturday, March 19, 2005
It Takes a Long Time, But God Dies Too, But Not Before He'll Stick to You
I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate my job.
Well, not really. Actually, I enjoy my job and the money it brings in. I enjoy the work I do. I take pride in it. I do a good job. I like my co-peons. I like the location. I like the free parking. I like my cube.
So what is it, you wonder that I could hate so much?
What is left? Or rather: who is left?
Well, not really. Actually, I enjoy my job and the money it brings in. I enjoy the work I do. I take pride in it. I do a good job. I like my co-peons. I like the location. I like the free parking. I like my cube.
So what is it, you wonder that I could hate so much?
What is left? Or rather: who is left?
