I had to suffer through a meeting of the entire staff this morning - sixty eight people. They have let go twenty nine people since December. I am one of the lucky ones who is still around.
I received the "Most Traveled" award. I got a thing of Hershey's Kisses for being in more departments, more often, what ever, than any other person.
I work in fucking Merchandising. Of course, I'm all over the place! I don't deserve any special (fucking) acknowledgement for it, just better shoes, possibly. I stated such and got a hand.
Containing my bile was expensive. I did it, though. I guess this job is not as important to me as you guys have become.
Even though I don't really involve with many people here, I can identify with their plight-ridden paths.
Running in I
Squared quicksand, rocks.