Thinking a lot about moving away. I hate my job, I am sick of this city, I miss my bitty, and I am questioning whether or not it’s worth it to stay. So many people here are driving me nuts. I think the only way out is to rest with cuddles. I am so tired of fighting. I have never had to deal with office crap before. I largely try to ignore it so it does not affect my work and take it out on these boards but it’s beginning to make me get snippy with my non work relationships. I draw the line there, work stays at work and home stays at home. What should I do?

I ordered a new PC, fully loaded, to run the latest and greatest CAD software. It just got in the office today and I need to set it up. Well C is going behind my back to force Mr. P. to give it to her before I even set it up. It’s my job as CAD Lead to ensure these computers are all set up. Now I don’t care if she has it after its set up but it’s the method in which she is doing it, putting Mr. P. in a bad position. I am going to refuse to give it to her. At this point she is not one who needs it. I am not either. I think the one guy who needs it hates my guts. But business before personal feelings, he would use it more than I would at this time. I can wait a few weeks for the new ones to come in. I will get it and test it and load it with software then pass it off.

The nerve of some people. Mr. Saj is causing me grief as well and he is supposed to be my assistant. The CAD Lead boards are lit up like a holiday tree with the amount of abuse he is showing me. I take it and try to turn it into something constructive. Sort of like sticking it to him with a business attitude. I will have to deal with that one when he gets back.

Sigh…

I just want to hear again. I just want to see again.
Anyone seen my Pigeon Camera?

Pigeons, being easy to train and eager to return to their nests after long journey's, were first used as spies during World War II. Yep, forget about James Bond and shoe phones, that pesky visitor to your balcony each morning may just be what a real "company man" looks like. With small camera's strapped to their chests, Pigeons were perfect for reconnaissance work... well, except for their unreliable and unpredictable work ethic, total dumb luck photography style and constant AWOL'ing to go statue sitting in Paris and Bucharest.