A Black Feather, A poison pen...

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yargh

I work in government, in a role that puts me in contact with the business end of the so-called Private-sector and with other units of the government body which i serve.


I can tell you, even for the amount of time i may waste dicking around with this diary or that blog or what have you, that i am, by comparison to most, a fucking paragon of responsiveness and good service... meanwhile, some of my government peers whom i am called upon to assist with whatever technical issues they may have, manage to embody the worst stereotypes of the lazy, stupid and sub-competent.


REally...if clicking through a list of links on a website to view documents that used to weigh 200 lbs and take up 15 linear feet of shelf space under the old recordkeeping system is still too much of an inconvenience for you than i can only hope that you find breathing to be an inconvenience as well and decide that the greatest service you can offer the world is to fucking STOP than i can only hope.


meanwhile, there are those persons in the private sector who are willing to prove that President Bush is not an anomaly and that failing upwards is the new version of "The American Dream"...seriously, when degreed "professionals" who are paid 3 to 4 times what i make can't follow a simple instruction...tht's when i really miss being able to go home and get piss-drunk at the end of the day.


heh...yeah, i'm caffeinated and xtra cranky today...boo.

5:01 p.m. - 2005-12-28

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