Friday, October 14, 2005

If You Don't Want To Hear About Job Related Woes (Again), Don't Read This

It's past midnight, and once again I find myself at the office, slaving away for a job I'd like nothing better than to leave. And I will, with much joy, jubilation, and relief, at the end of this week. I'd have left sooner, if I did not value the opinion of one of my bosses here. But I gotta defend the UP banner, you know.
So here I am, extremely annoyed at the possibility of not getting a 600 peso worth transportation reimbursement - it's not my fault if cab drivers like to charge extra besides what comes up in the meter. What's worse, someone with a malicious mind (which is basically everyone in general) might think that I'm milking the company since I'm leaving in a few days. Sometimes I wish I had the conscience to do something like that, but I don't - which doesn't necessarily mean that everybody else will believe me when I say so. But I guess I can take comfort in the fact that at least the Guy Upstairs knows. I will see tomorrow if honesty is indeed the best policy.
I hope my slave driver goes easy on me tomorrow. Or better yet, I hope she forgets about slave driving me altogether.
But I can only hope.

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