All my soon to be "surplus" workfellows have stopped working.
They are not passing their work over to me, because they don't care. They were told to keep doing what they have been doing until January, but really - would you? would I?
Fuck no.
And I am so pissed off that I have not been able to get started on the two things I should really be doing today. I could, if I wanted to be, be as busy as a little damn building furry thing with a big tail.
But I can't do it.
Still, seeing as my line manager was told he has no place in the new staff template yesterday and has not come in today, AND they have not yet appointed the new manager that I will be working to (which means it could be some new no nothing mustard keen twat from OUTSIDE THE COMPANY) there is no manager to have a go at me.
I fucking hate this dull job. But it pays the bills and I can actually do it well. When I am not totally pissed off.
And I hate this office location. And I hate the fact that my eyes feel like they are crawling into the back of my head. And I hate "friendship lite". And I hate not sleeping.
Well that's my rant done for the day.
LETS GO SMOKE ANOTHER CANADIAN CIGARETTE WITH PASSION AND FEEEEEELINNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!
meeeeeep!
