once upon time there was a king….his name was padi thurain…
twinkle twinkle little star how i wonder what!!!!!!!!!!!!! you are…

I resigned several months back and all I hear from my former coworkers, the good ones, is that things have only gotten worse.

Still out of work, but hearing the horror stories assures me that I did the right thing.

Daily Haiku for the work place:

Surrounded by walls
No windows, no light, no love
I’m trapped in a cube

The only thought in my mind this morning when I got in my car to go to work was: ‘My god, I can’t believe I’m getting ready to operate a motor vehicle.’ I am so hung over.

Click, clack the keyboard
sounds. Squeak, squeak, squeak the chair creaks.
Offices sounds surround.

I went out to the bar last night and got way too drunk. I woke up 2 hours late for work and didn’t shower before going in.

I smell horrible, my clothes are dirty, and I’m going to puke any minute now.

I told my boss that one of my co-workers was stealing supplies and petty cash. It was a huge lie.

This morning I walked into work, turned on my computer, and checked my emails.

There were 3 emails from my boss basically yelling at me for not finishing the work that she told me to do yesterday. I don’t care, im putting in my two weeks this Friday anyway.

Every two or three days I meet with one of my co-workers in his office to discuss the work we are currently doing. I can’t stand this guy so every time I’m in there I always nonchalantly ask, ‘What’s that smell?’ I don’t really smell anything, but it drives the guy nuts. Ever since I’ve started it, the guy has put all sorts of air fresheners and potpourri in his office.

I jeopardized my job today by leaving early to go home and watch Oprah. I’m a guy.