life as a slave
Thursday, June 23rd, 2005Habang nanunuyo ang labi ko at di makahinga sa sipon, eto ako at nagkukunwaring nagtatrabaho. Gusto ko ng umuwi pero di naman pwede. Siempre I’m paid to turn up at work. So tuloy ang pretense.
I’ve been sat here for nearly 4 days(!) doing mostly nothing. I’ve been driven to drinking coffee at least twice a day to stay awake. This is significant because it’s boiling hot in this non-airconditioned office in London.
It’s not my fault I’m idle. More than one week na kong nag-a-antay sa dev manager namin na tapusin yung test driver ko! Since he’s resigned and just counting the days ’til the leaving-do, eto kulang na lang e hagupitin ko ng latigo.
Alin ba ang mas mahirap, walang magawa o sobrang dami ng ginagawa?
Look I’ve no plans to blog, no plans to write, pero eto sumusulat ako dahil wala nga akong magawa. I keep wishing my home’s next door so I can nip out and do the washing, cook a meal, etc etc. But hey baka magalit si Lord I keep ranting when I should be thankful I have a job.
Okay shutting up now.
