they turn the screws
Ugh. Lots of crap has happened.
Kelly witnessed a drive-by shooting (he's doing sales with me here in LA, too).
The other night I was sitting waiting to be picked up at the end of the day, and someone pulled up down the street, tossed two kittens out the window, and drove off. I managed to nab them, and brought them back to my apartment. Where... I'm not allowed to have pets. I finally found a home for them and took them there today. I named them Oingo and Boingo. It was tough parting with the little buggers.
About half the office has quit. The head technician is threatening to bail. Sometimes it feels like we're on a sinking ship.
Oh, and the people who run this company are bastards. I don't feel like going into detail right now, so I'll just quote some lyrics at you.
i don't know what it is they're trying to do to me
and the cement mixer gets it all ready
They're coming out here on Monday to get our office whipped into shape. grr.
This job sure is confirming my cynical worldview, though, I tell you what.
I ain't quitting, though. It's the principle of the thing. And I'm an emotional masochist, anyway.
My sister has joined the ranks.
everybody knows these are rock hard times,