You know what sucks worse than working until 11.30 on a Friday night and then going back into the office to keep working until 8.00 Saturday night when you'd rather be at home with your wife and son and then feeling a little guilty when you get up Sunday morning with the commitment NOT to do any work, even though you brought your computer home for just that purpose and it's going to make for a longer week because of it and that new commitment to hit the gym in the mornings is going by the wayside since you're now at work by 6 AM instead of on the treadmill and that vacation in May is looking sooooo far away right now?
The fact that you have a brief discussion with your boss at the end of the week and confirm the fact that the guy you hired a couple of months ago isn't quite working out and we're going to have to let him go, but he's a really nice guy and is more than old enough to be my father.
Shitty.
If I'm not mistaken, you've missed a word. In the first sentence. I'm just sayin'.
Posted by: Paul | Monday, 17 January 2005 at 07:42 AM
Ahh.
Now that I have re-read it, I 'know' what you mean. Duly updated.
Posted by: Simon | Monday, 17 January 2005 at 11:29 AM
Also, that's the longest sentence I've ever read.
Posted by: Paul | Monday, 17 January 2005 at 09:22 PM
You should try reading Dorothy Dunnett. Her free-handed use of the comma and semi-colon sometimes has me out of breath; and I don't even read out loud.
Posted by: Simon | Tuesday, 18 January 2005 at 09:27 AM