Yesterday I saw a little 5 year old kid get his head stuck in the metro security barrier. The mother screamed, the kid screamed, people gathered. It was fun.
Moved in to my new apartment in the 3rd Arrondissement. I can only describe it in one way:
I keep talking about how nasty the office is, but I never really bothered to take pictures. Today I got some really good pics. This is right at the entrance, "Welcome"
See? No joke. Here is the area near the meeting room and what the picture doesn't show is that it continues further as if someone has stepped in shit and dragged it around over several feet. I reality I was told it's coffee. However, I can't imagine how someone would leave such a long trail all over the place without realizing they're spilling a gallon of coffee on the rug ...
Tonight the local "boss" wants everyone to go out to dinner together ... .... Should I even say why this is such a bad idea. We already spent 6 months here [with the endless deadline bullshit]. We work 70 hours a week together, we see each others faces all day long. I am really not feeling like adding another 4hr just for the hell of it. All I want to do is: my own thing, get away from the office and breath ...
Cluster f...
Anything Else?
Yes, I am back here:
in 9 days.
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