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What a dickhead my manager is! He called me in for 'a quiet word' this afternoon, and tried to tell me that from this day forward, I would have to limit my private use of the Internet to 15 mins. a day! Bloody cheek! I told him where to stick his rules & regulations...but I do hope I'll have some money left in my bank account after New York because now I definitely want a home computer as a contingency plan... I had to wait all day till he'd gone before I could upload my GotR-pictures. Spoilsport!


May. 19th, 2004 08:01 am (UTC)
Isn't he just? I'm sorely tempted to look into the purchasing of dolls and pins.
May. 19th, 2004 08:03 am (UTC)
You can make them of out wax. Might be cheaper. :)
May. 19th, 2004 08:06 am (UTC)
Will probably be more effective too, if I can get hold of some of his skinflakes or toenail clippings to put in the mixture...OK, I'll look into the puchasing of wax and...skewers, then (they sound a lot more painful than mere pins, don't they?)
May. 19th, 2004 08:07 am (UTC)
This won't be good for your karma, you know.
May. 19th, 2004 08:09 am (UTC)
Karma - shmarma, 's what I say. The man's got it coming, or would you deny that?

Alternatively, I could just put greater effort into finding another job closer to home...
May. 19th, 2004 08:17 am (UTC)
Well, they might not let you use the internet at all.

I think you need a computer, dear.
May. 19th, 2004 08:21 am (UTC)
I think so, too. Think I'll have to break open the piggybank.