You know that scene from the movie "Up", where they're fighting on the blimp, and the dogs are in bi-planes shooting everything in sight, and the kid yells "SQUIRREL!" and the dogs spaz out and end up dropping like rocks?
This is my office. My co-workers are the dogs. HQ and various other sundry people are the kid yelling the distraction. And I'm trying to figure out just how the hell I'm going to sort everything and everyONE out, without killing someone of higher rank and thus voiding my career, while at the same time fulfilling my mission.
Dammit.
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