don't even start.

morale is slipping down the sewer pipes here in the little office that could. we are overworked. underpaid. underappreciated. not that this is so different than anyone else's job. not saying that mine is worse than anyone else's right now, and i remain thoroughly pleased to actually have a job...we're just feeling kind of low today, collectively.

i mean, considering we never participate in any of those morale-boosting things like company picnics or summer hours or interacting outside the office or getting paid on time, is it really too much to ask that once in a while, when we get subjected to a guest that we don't particularly, like, that the company foot the bill for five cups of coffee for the team that does all the marketing work for the 3002 other people in the company? we don't ask for much, really. just the occasional sign that we're more than chum.

'cause let me tell you, the second the economy turns around, there is going to be an exodus so fast and so profound from this place, they're going to have to build this bloody department back up from scratch.

anyway.