Fucking work. Bunch of fucking cunts.
Theyre going into receivership and we will know by friday if my job is secure.
BUT
The fuckers knew they would be going into receivership BEFORE they hired me.
AND
I was meant to be paid today, and wasnt. So I convinced everyone I work with to go on strike. None of us did any work untill they gave us proof that they had paid us.
Im in a bad mood.
And something just spooked the dog, he started barking like mad. Woke the asshole next door up. Lior got the door - in her undies and a t-shrit! And told him to fuck off.
Oh well.
Theyre going into receivership and we will know by friday if my job is secure.
BUT
The fuckers knew they would be going into receivership BEFORE they hired me.
AND
I was meant to be paid today, and wasnt. So I convinced everyone I work with to go on strike. None of us did any work untill they gave us proof that they had paid us.
Im in a bad mood.
And something just spooked the dog, he started barking like mad. Woke the asshole next door up. Lior got the door - in her undies and a t-shrit! And told him to fuck off.
Oh well.
Doesn't matter 'cause I'm resigning tomorrow - yeah!
Australia day at the Client's office was brilliant. Lammington cake (?) was brill, anzac biccies were ace but Tim Tams don't live up to their reputation.