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April 24, 2007
Cretins, Cretins, Cretins
Bloody opened my mail to find my cretinous MD has sent me his new numbers projections that we wants me to achieve. If the time difference and too much time with a fat Bahraini cretin yesterday out late did not have me half dead, I'd go ballistic. Since taking over I already have my region's pipeline up 50%, but there are some deals that are not doable. I fucking was explicit about that, but.... no the motherfucker as usual game.
I am going to go insane. All I ask is to be allowed to grow the business successfully. I already have that on track, it's fucking clear even to the idiots in HQ who hate me.
Ah well, I need to get a Sterling denominated job eventually.
Posted by The Lounsbury at April 24, 2007 08:37 PM
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