From time to time, an interval that included yesterday, I share stories of my gainful employment at what I now call the Job From Hell. Most of the stories are appalling or horrific. But it is impossible even for a place that abusive to be one-hundred percent awful all the time, and so I here […]
It used to be a running gag at the Job From Hell that it was damned near impossible to be fired. You show up for a week wearing the same sweat-stained clothes, your hair plastered to your forehead with grease, smelling so horrific that the elevator still carries your reek three hours after you used […]
That sensation one gets when one knows where someone else is coming from but can still tell they’re full of crap: This morning, I found myself waiting on the register line at Best Buy. I am holding my sole purchase, a Blu-Ray disk of a recent movie I won’t name in this context because I […]