I’ve finally stopped counting since BooMan’s back in his house. After six days without him, it felt pretty good to see him well and active again and a lucky bastard he is, I’ve forgotten all about the drama I was gonna scenariotize before he was gone.
On another note, work was tres wtf today. So, I work in UN and I’ve been getting shit load of compliments from a lot of people and some ass kissing from the relatives, who want me to take care of their descendants’ CV’s and ink them onto UN. It’s not like I do not love my aunty but it’s so hard to play the dude who wants to make his employer employ his cousin, when he, himself, knows that his cousin is not really qualified. I mean, my cousin is awesome and I highly doubt that he won’t be able to progress in UN but somehow, I don’t know how to write his CV beautifully without any visible UN-related qualifications on it. Well, work today was just totally un-UN. Why do I say that? Well, cos there was this huge lack of internet connection from 9am until 1pm and a slow speed from 1pm until 5pm and the whole thing just disconnected by itself afterwards.
Now, I work as a web developer and what was I to do when the theme party for those peons, who were in charge of Burmese internet connection, was “Bedrock”. I mean, Fred Flintstone would have scripted 7000 documents on stones while I would be uploading three paragraphs of words onto a google group. Not cool. And the thought of how UN internet connections are not blocked does not really help. Cos, it feels like having Jake Gyllenhaal in front of me all nude except for a hard rock iron locked underwear without a key. It’s like overseeing a huge cotton candy machine from a distance, only to find out that it was a huge ass 3D sticker. It was just misleading. Forget youtube and gmail without the ‘https’, I’d be half smiling here instead of a ‘three sighs per minute’ routine while sitting waiting for the goddamn thing to JUST CONNECT!!!
To make things worse, SitarBro had a meeting. Back in the PR days, ToyBoss held meetings and she would chase us out if it did not concern us. She’d be like “is there anything you want to discuss? No? You can go.” Being a big newb at work (it hasn’t even been one month yet), I only had two things I am in charge of as of now. One relies on internet and one is still pending. And there were 11 items in the agenda of the meeting. So, there I was, trying to come up with almost ANYTHING to keep myself awake in the meeting. Anything, I tell ya, even if it was a nude image of Amy Winehouse in my head just to wake me up. Oh, the meeting went from 3 to 5:30pm. I know, right! Agony has his days!!
On another note, work was tres wtf today. So, I work in UN and I’ve been getting shit load of compliments from a lot of people and some ass kissing from the relatives, who want me to take care of their descendants’ CV’s and ink them onto UN. It’s not like I do not love my aunty but it’s so hard to play the dude who wants to make his employer employ his cousin, when he, himself, knows that his cousin is not really qualified. I mean, my cousin is awesome and I highly doubt that he won’t be able to progress in UN but somehow, I don’t know how to write his CV beautifully without any visible UN-related qualifications on it. Well, work today was just totally un-UN. Why do I say that? Well, cos there was this huge lack of internet connection from 9am until 1pm and a slow speed from 1pm until 5pm and the whole thing just disconnected by itself afterwards.
Now, I work as a web developer and what was I to do when the theme party for those peons, who were in charge of Burmese internet connection, was “Bedrock”. I mean, Fred Flintstone would have scripted 7000 documents on stones while I would be uploading three paragraphs of words onto a google group. Not cool. And the thought of how UN internet connections are not blocked does not really help. Cos, it feels like having Jake Gyllenhaal in front of me all nude except for a hard rock iron locked underwear without a key. It’s like overseeing a huge cotton candy machine from a distance, only to find out that it was a huge ass 3D sticker. It was just misleading. Forget youtube and gmail without the ‘https’, I’d be half smiling here instead of a ‘three sighs per minute’ routine while sitting waiting for the goddamn thing to JUST CONNECT!!!
To make things worse, SitarBro had a meeting. Back in the PR days, ToyBoss held meetings and she would chase us out if it did not concern us. She’d be like “is there anything you want to discuss? No? You can go.” Being a big newb at work (it hasn’t even been one month yet), I only had two things I am in charge of as of now. One relies on internet and one is still pending. And there were 11 items in the agenda of the meeting. So, there I was, trying to come up with almost ANYTHING to keep myself awake in the meeting. Anything, I tell ya, even if it was a nude image of Amy Winehouse in my head just to wake me up. Oh, the meeting went from 3 to 5:30pm. I know, right! Agony has his days!!
Listening to: Lily Allen - I could say
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