God, i've been so wrapped up in 'things' that i've had no time to myself since the start of the year ...

Not a big change for me personally, even if i'm ptretty much resigned to changing jobs

When i'm arranging business lunches with my fave decideurs i often ask (less than half jokingly) if i should bring my cv with me

No shame, no gain as we could say
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A quick run down as to my daily 'shit 'n' stuff' then :

Fluffy (the boss) and Marge (Madame AccountsLadyfromHell) are still betwixt and betwined in a symbiotic 'everything is a cat.a.strophe' realtionship wherein as soon as Marge says that the sky's 'a' fallin', Fluffy has a huuuuuuuuge panic attack and scuttles, stresses the bejeebers out of everyone and subsequently twats his back, has to go for either a lie down/visit to his back doctor or *plooof* dissapears

All in all , he's as much use as a ... a .. a .. useless thing in any fucked up situation

I've worked with quite a few managers in my short life, but well .. y'know

He sure as hell couldn't manage an orgy in a brothel ...

But still, that's only my opinion

BonneàRien (the other 'Commercial' chick) is soooooooooooo useless that the key accounts that she was given on a gilded platter (by the ex MissusBossWoman, no less) has managed to fuck them all up and has lost us about 50K€ so far this year

Nobody says a thing

BoyIdiot !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes him !!!!

He of the garish dress sense

Managed to be whiningly promoted/ invited to/shoved his fat ass over to another office as manager

Has settled into his role of 'MiniBigBoss' and is quite happy whiling away his days doing less than fuck all whilst getting paid for it

Me ?

Who me ?
Nahhh
Nothing really new

Just keeping my head down, underneath the parapet, plugging away
Busy signing up your average, run of the mill, god of war and nation builder
The odd Arabian prince or two
A cratefull of Leggy and lonesome french women who really should know better

Things could be worse

:)