It’s been two years since I started working and I’ve experienced diverse people with an assortment of temperaments and personalities. I once read in a newspaper that “Stupid people around you in work could be very dangerous”. I never had balls to imagine the circumstances even though I gave a mere thought and a mocking pitiful sigh for all those silly people with fools around. And then I forgot.
But then the curse of those who probably took my mockery seriously has reflected its outcome and the consequence is I am tied up with wonderful ass around me. I know I have sinned and I never said that I didn’t want to be rebuked for it, but I expected a much better way, something of a kind that I’ve always been seeing in those rather appalling psycho and horror movies. Now that is what a curse is, it never leaves a choice or speculations. It might bequest you with something you might have imagined a piss on your feet and might end up with a poop on head. That’s how life is, and that’s what it teaches us, “Expect the unexpected”. Before you doze off pondering of the nonsense I’m blabbering about, let me tell you the trauma I am in which has resulted such a sickening post.
I am into a new project, a new place, a new team, and last but most important, a new boss. I am not sure how to start my description, he’s a 30 something guy resembling a sumo wrestler by size. An anti-exercising, ostrich brained worthless pig. Now the guy knows nothing but to make an ass out of himself. If people around are depressed, we talk about him and then ppl nearby keep worrying if we'd burst laughing that way. He's always provided us a great entertainment with his wonderful usage of the quarter pound brain he's got. I wish to present him with an award for his excellence in understanding the subject completely against the way it should have been understood. Anyway, I cant keep typing like this.
Hope he hasn't got a blog or atleast not reading mine.
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