*stomps on a client*
Oct. 16th, 2002 11:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeGrr.
Do not like clients. They're like termites, eating away at the wooden infrastructure of my soul. Bleh.
The dregs of humanity, and maybe some of the things that feed off the dregs of humanity.
*shudder*
In other news, every time I think I'm closer to getting my new computer, there are more delays. At this rate my computer will be obsolete before I even clap eyes on it.
Here's hoping that I'll have it on Friday.
Man, do I ever not feel like being at work today. Every time my clients open their mouths I feel like ramming their cell phones down their gaping gullets and forcing them to shut up permanently.
*sigh*
Maybe I'll check the journals I'm supposed to review this week...
Do not like clients. They're like termites, eating away at the wooden infrastructure of my soul. Bleh.
The dregs of humanity, and maybe some of the things that feed off the dregs of humanity.
*shudder*
In other news, every time I think I'm closer to getting my new computer, there are more delays. At this rate my computer will be obsolete before I even clap eyes on it.
Here's hoping that I'll have it on Friday.
Man, do I ever not feel like being at work today. Every time my clients open their mouths I feel like ramming their cell phones down their gaping gullets and forcing them to shut up permanently.
*sigh*
Maybe I'll check the journals I'm supposed to review this week...
