one9nine's Journal: In Soviet Russia, a Shadow Sees Its Groundhog!

2/2/2002

Haven't written in awhile, been busy with my new so called job. I am contracting as a software engineer for a large supermarket chain and I am doing anything but engineering software. What a shitty place to work. They are a supermarket chain and you actually have to pay for coffee there. They also charge a dollar for a Coke. What a load of horseshit. Anyway, I get to commute 30 minutes each way to work with people who shouldn't be writing their own names let alone software. It's only a three month contract so hopefully I can find something different.

I hate this fucking place. Tonight, I grabbed a beer from the fridge that was left over from our little Super Bowl party and he asked me if I could "replace that next week". Yeah, I'll go down to the store and by one beer, you jackass. He's the same guy I was talking about in a previous journal entry who's girlfriend broke up with him because he farts too much in bed. He also has hemoriods and is on a shitload of medication. Maybe if he wasn't such a tight ass, he wouldn't have so many medical problems.

I've got to get my ass to bed so I can yet again work another Sunday. As my hero and mentor Pootie Tang would say, "Co me dow on the panny stai."