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The Holy Fuck Meter
Feb. 24th, 2010 01:34 pmThe holy-fuck meter is peaking in the red! This day started okay, but my boss suddenly said, "I need to do your performance review today" and then I was told we needed to get a sample chapter of a print report out to the client by end of day.
So, I'm waiting for my boss to return for the review meeting. I have a nice little piece of paper with all my accomplishments in my pocket and I'm waiting for the chapter to lay out. Fuckedity fuck, man! Hope it all goes okay.
Oh! I have to think of things I need to improve. Uh, get more haircuts? Stop surfing so much porn at work? Oh, I better not say that one out loud.
OH GOD! WHAT IF I DEVELOP TOURRETTES SYNDROME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE REVIEW?!!
So, I'm waiting for my boss to return for the review meeting. I have a nice little piece of paper with all my accomplishments in my pocket and I'm waiting for the chapter to lay out. Fuckedity fuck, man! Hope it all goes okay.
Oh! I have to think of things I need to improve. Uh, get more haircuts? Stop surfing so much porn at work? Oh, I better not say that one out loud.
OH GOD! WHAT IF I DEVELOP TOURRETTES SYNDROME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE REVIEW?!!
