The monkey that could do my job was doing some drunk driving and recieved a severe head injury. My performance has never been better...
Seriously, the desk I am tied down to just keeps getting projects thrown at it. I have yet to finish anything. Things just keep going along, and we have a paranoia about saying that something is finished, so we (the monkey and I) put the file in a cabinet until the issue flares up again. It is so frustrating that I would like to electrocute myself.
I have done it the other way though... suffered the back-breaking physical labour and long hours for shitty pay. This tie is feeling pretty good right now. Thank you for reminding me why I like having a brain-injured monkey job. The fucking monkey gets paid more and does less than the guy on the ground with the wrench in hand.
I congratulate you on having the courage to do what you did. Electricians get paid good money where I am.
Could you rig a button to my desk that sends a powerful electrical current to the person walking by? I would pay you for your time.
