iron curtain
I don’t really want to blog about work but sometimes… some fucking bastards really made me mad as fuck and I’ve got no choice but to release some anger in my own fucking blog. At least, in years to come, when I read it again… I’d laugh. I just hate some of the fucking pesky departmental colleagues. Tried to be good with them but they treat you like a fool. Fuck. Am I being marginalised?
How I wish I can get a job that allows me to work from home and therefore the company save some overhead operating cost. We can use technologies such as skype, msn live messengers for all the communcations and video conferencing.
How I wish. But then, without an office, work seems to be missing some essence and sense of belonging. So there’s pro and cons.
