Who could be unhappy after a face full of Beibei? Certainly not I.
And as an added bonus, I also get to have nightmares about Beibei trying to eat me while I sleep. The Chinese are really on to something here.
Showing posts with label complaining. Show all posts
Showing posts with label complaining. Show all posts
Thursday, July 3, 2008
The Very First Thing.
Everyone likes to complain about their job. Even people with great jobs like to complain. No big deal. But I find it hard to complain about a job where every day when I walk into my office I am greeted with this.
Who could be unhappy after a face full of Beibei? Certainly not I.
And as an added bonus, I also get to have nightmares about Beibei trying to eat me while I sleep. The Chinese are really on to something here.
Who could be unhappy after a face full of Beibei? Certainly not I.
And as an added bonus, I also get to have nightmares about Beibei trying to eat me while I sleep. The Chinese are really on to something here.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Living the Dream.
My cousin was explaining to me the intricacies of running a commercial cleaning business in New York City, "What kind of people work as janitors? I know who my employees are, I have no pretenses. A few of my guys work hard and give me no trouble, but the rest are nothing but a headache. On any given night one out of four simply doesn't show up. Every other month I have to deal with the police because something disappears from a job site.
And when it comes time to hand out paychecks, you should hear the complaints. It's not my fault taxes get taken out! $10 an hour isn't really $10 an hour after taxes; I know this but what am I suppose to do?"
And when it comes time to hand out paychecks, you should hear the complaints. It's not my fault taxes get taken out! $10 an hour isn't really $10 an hour after taxes; I know this but what am I suppose to do?"
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