I'm still sick. I feel like crap, my throat is killing me and I'm in work. Why you ask? Because I promised the owner I'd have a report ready for him on Friday. A report I've only produced twice before so I'm not proficient at it. It's a report my boss has always prepared for the owner. But he's always late with it, so the owner decided to give me a shot at it. Twice previously I've done it perfectly and on time. Nice, right?
I haul myself into work today because of this report only to find that the boss did it yesterday, even though it wasn't promised till Friday. Why? Just in case I didn't come in today. Grrrr. That's not the real reason. The real reason is that he doesn't like giving up control of anything.
Do I want to do it because I want to control it? Heck no. I wanted to continue my record of getting it in on time. Obv being near death (so sue me for exaggerating a bit) is a legit excuse but in work, I don't like excuses. I like results. Hmmm I suppose that could be applied to poker.
Okay more whining......I am so upset with my play in last night's BJ. Yes I know some of you call it The Mookie, some call it The Dank, or The Goat or Blogdonkament, but let me offer the most accurate name for this MTT. I suggest The BJ!
Now if you dated me in the 80's, you may have heard that suggestion from me already, but this is an entirely different thing! Heh.
The BJ, as in The Buddy-Jo. We must never forget that behind every great man is an even greater woman doing most of the work.
Hmmm what else can I complain about?
I know! I'm taking Mucinex to get rid of this frigging thing. Anyone ever try Mucinex? It costs approx $899 and doesn't do shit. FML.
Play smart and stay away from me. I'm all germy.
World Series Baby! - That is all.
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