the boss walking around the office worried if he's going to have to sell the g3 on your desk [which i just named today... "eta" japanese for outcast.] to be able to make your paycheck is fairly worrying... lately, i've wondered what the time to live around here is. our wireless service is doing way less business than was projected and now we may have to sell hardware to make bills. fuck. other than a couple times i was extremely pissed off i genuinely like this job. sure i don't get paid more than four hundred bucks and all the warez/mp3s/pr0n i can eat a week, but overall things have been very low stress.
perhaps i need to work on the old resume... i don't want to, but it'd be a smart thing to do.