Greetings dear readers and birdies! My apologies for the extended absence. I do believe my job is trying to kill me, and only recently have I been able to dig my way out from under all of the work and get back to you all! We've got a lot of catching up to do, so strap in.
Like I said, I do believe my job is trying to kill me, but I'm not gonna let them. The workload has increased to levels that are essentially unmanageable--for one person anyway. What's worse is that my caretaker aka boss is particularly tightly wound these days. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was on some of the best speed money can buy.
As I watch him zip-lining around the office, I can't help but feel sorry for him, because I'm pretty sure he wasn't born this way; he was created. He was created out of the general insanity that is Corporate America. It's hard to manage that many humans and that much data. Pretty soon it all becomes a massive dragon, chasing its own tail, scorching itself in the process.
My biggest hope for myself and all of you, is to one day enter a career where I have control over what my hands, heart, and mind are doing, all day long. When you don't, and if you aren't right now, you, me, and everyone else are essentially...