Me and Cyllia just spent eight hours formatting files that are now useless because corp. takes two days to give me permissions for the electronic folder I was supposed to already have access to but apparently don't for some strange, cryptic, technical reason, and all of these files are due by COB tomorrow.
These new "permissions" guidelines were part of the firm-wide security upgrade that was supposed to make our business more streamlined and secure.
Excuse me while I snicker, and my company pays out a total of 16 hours of masturbatory time.
Ah, corporate America.
I need a new job.
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Snapshots From My Worklife
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