Remote Me

A year or more of glorious airports, airplanes, rental cars, buses, and rail systems, there is a chance to be home more often. Of course Mr. Fatty wants us in an empty building that is dirty. Will I be sick? Will I get rid of my car? What will be the solution to this dire problem? I know! I just won’t fucking go to your classic mistake. How does that sound you fat fuck.

Over and over again, it runs through my head of this guy not boarding a plane and actually interacting with the customer that is keeping the U.S. division alive. Compound on top of that the ass kisser in our ranks that only wishes to do fat man’s bidding. How sad that I would recommend someone like him to this project. There are questions being asked of me for ideas to solve problems involving specific people. How does one answer this? I have become ruthless. Fuck them.

Really, subtract two individuals from the group and it would be pretty smooth sailing. I do often wonder if I could get on the project external from my company. A contract position would probably pay better then this crap would.