drone by Angela Thomas get me out of this god-forsaken job. the hierarchy and the who-told-whom-and-how-did-it-go? the usurper is done caring. done cleaning up other people's messes, reports left unfiled, work left uncorrected, mistakes like a trail of garbage juice down a staircase when the cheap bag couldn't contain it all. get me away from a white screen and the sound, no, the humm, of sitting in a cubicle on a massive floor with fifty-four of my closest team members all working on the same account. speaking of accounts, i want accountability. if your nasty coffee grinds are making the garbage stink, speak up, own it. say so. take some fucking responsibility for fucking up. it's the only way to learn. oh wait, i get it now, how can you learn anything and grow if you've never allowed yourself to have a negative experience? paper-pushing, blame- throwing, get-nothing-done bureaucrats. get me out. quick. 09/16/2008 Posted on 09/16/2008 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)