Training Day

Tomorrow I have to train the new temp to take over for me after I leave. I think that's mainly because my boss is too lazy to train him herself next week. I really can't blame her: she just spent 2 weeks teaching a certain temp and is probably sick of doing the same thing over and over again.

However.

Are they sure I'm the right guy for this job? I'm quitting because I hate it so much. Haven't they considered the possibility I'll infect my replacement with the same hatred for this work? Nope! So instead of reading all about the TOTALLY AWESOME new WoW patch on Teh Intarwebs, I get to show someone how to scan leases. Whoopee!

In other news......

Speaking of mindless automatons, I played THE HELL out of that World of Warcraft game last night, bitches. The Hell. Undead warriors sweeping across continents make for good times. Just ask Bruce Campbell.

I caught up with one of the zombie attackers last night and asked why his army is invading Kalimdor. Here's what he had to say:

"HRnnnRGHH!!! BWAINS!! AAaarrggghHHTGH!"

True story.

Recipe for Apathy

Ingredients:

1 Temp Job
1 Unemployed Writer
1 Computer (Compaq Desktop)
1 Scanner (Panasonic KV-S3065C)
3,486 Lease Files (Appx.)
5 Undereducated Coworkers

Blend Unemployed Writer and Temp Job. Add 3,486 Lease Files, 1 Compaq Desktop Computer, and Document Scanner. Let steep with 5 Undereducated Coworkers for 3-5 weeks. Watch mixture as goes through stages of Boredom, Rage, Angst, Annoyance and finally Acceptance.

After 3-5 weeks, add in final ingredient: 2 Days Left.

Apathy is delicious. Eat up!

The Reckoning

First. Blog. Ever.