| oo2 :: november 17th, 2008. |
[Mon 17 Nov / 5:40pm] |
[journal of dean olson]
Work, work, work -- I am exhausted. I had to meet with a client in West Denham late last night and I have barely gotten any rest since. I wish people would realise that even the smallest of fiascoes requires bundles upon bundles of paperwork for everything to go smoothly. I suppose there is a silver lining, though - my staff seem to be finally learning their place. No files have been ruined in the past week and I've barely had to yell at anyone. Shocking.
For now, I believe I've deserved the Pauillac in front of me.
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[journal of trailblazer ; private to the EVIL CONGLOMERATE.]
I haven't really heard from the rest of you on the situation currently at hand regarding the recent slew of deaths. Do we have a reason to be concerned or do you all think that this will pass without a worry for us? If all else fails, I imagine that whoever it is will need a good lawye
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| oo1 :: november 4th, 2008. |
[Wed 5 Nov / 12:24am] |
[journal of dean olson]
Sigh. I have had it up to here with incompetent staff - secretaries, in particular. Contrary to popular belief, I consider myself a forgiving sort of person. I really do. I can understand my morning coffee being made wrong and I can forgive losing important files every now and then. Hell, I could even muster the self-will not to strangle her when she came in hungover the morning after Halloween. But all of these things should not be occurring on a regular basis in the one week. My patience is hardly infinite and it does not help that she rarely does her job as it is. What exactly am I paying this woman for? As her boss, I expect very little - respectability, punctuality and responsibility. I do not consider these things to be a huge ask for a grown woman.
Then again, I imagine it would overload her flaky little mind should she actually have to do something beyond talking on the phone and spilling coffee all over my documents.
Aside from this ridiculous little upset, my week has not been all that eventful so far. Meetings. Work. More meetings. More work. It's a never-ending cycle of monotony and people who are moronic enough to break the law without filling out the appropriate paperwork first. I think I need a vacation before I'm forced to kill someone. That might just happen when I go down to the polls today.
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