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A week in the blog of a furious information professional. Thursday, May 29, 2008. Yes, not content with pissing me off 5 days a week, my employer now feels the need to intrude on my happy time as well. Having barely recovered from th.

Friday, September 19, 2014. Oh, to be in Scotland. Oh to be in Scotland, now the vote is here. I used to live there. I worked among some wonderful journos, Jim Gilheany I recall and the jovial Jimmy Scott. As a footloose Australian, I was always fascinated that so many journalists had never left Scotland. I loved Scotland and the Scots - as well I may, carrying my family name of Scott as a middle name. Then again, as a newbie in Scotland, I had a bad start. On one of my first days I suffered the grea.

Look harmless even when pissed off. The Time I Was Told to Burn for the Good of the Company. Back when I was working my terrible receptionist job. I learned a lot about corporate culture. Namely, that nobody gives a single shit about you unless you somehow bring in lots and lots of money. 8221; as the phone rang again and again. He finally left with the others, telling me to keep manning the phone unless I saw smoke. I hope to never work in a corporate office ever again.