On Downloading errr Never Mind

No doubt about it folks. I'm home. I have been here for over six months (going on 9 actually) and let me tell you, I could not be less pleased. I am truly paying my dues, working as a--let's take a look at the progression here--youth corp service member-slash-writer, then youth corper-slash-intern, and finally 'koppa'-slash-editorial assistant. All in all, i am moving up the ladder slowly albeit without choice as pretty much I'm the only person in the office that could do it. Everybody either quit or skipped out.

I would like to say I am indispensable, but to be honest, my boss would find someone in a heartbeat and pretty much would go on as before.
I do need somewhere however to gripe about work. Okay, I do admit that I am somewhat intelligent. Not brilliant, mind you, but enough to read a newspaper with fairly big words and not go cross-eyed from the words on the page. Not so smart that I could join in in an intellectual debate and actually make any coherent sense. There are lines to be drawn here. As an aside, my grammar sucks, I have a propensity for profanity (and seriously cannot control it), as reliable as a the weather during the first few weeks of spring, and lazy as all get out. I am not perfect.

But (yes I know, never start a sentence with 'but') Lord save me from people with not a lick of sense. I do my job, with a lot of direction, but I only need to be told once or twice, before learning. In fact, I didn't have to be told I just assessed the gorram situation and came to a conclusion. Like let's say if ALL the words in the margins that don't finish for some odd reason, it might simply be because THE TEXT IS OUTSIDE THE PRINT MARGIN. Or maybe someone reminds you of something that is vital to the magazine being printed, and you don't just sit on your ass and wait to be asked if you've done your work. Don't lie that you didn't know or you weren't told. Don't fucking well show up one-and-a-half hours late for work, then have breakfast. Don't ask me what the definition of a word is; use the fucking dictionary. Don't do other work on the work computers. Go get improve your gorram skills by trolling the internets. Read the material that you work with, it's good to know what you print. Have some bloody sense! Use your brain, we all have to multitask here. LEARN. Is that too much to ask that you grow on the job? I guess so.

Could it be my bosses fault for hiring people that she would like to give a chance to? Yes and no. No in the sense that it is noble to try and foster talent (I would not be there unless she did), but you gotta have the guts to cut them loose if they ain't makin' the grade. Which, sad to say, some aren't.

BTW I will eventually learn to post music (ha! been saying that since my first blog) but go check out

Some Seoul Music: Epik High Feat MYK Scenario my love/hate relationship with Map the Soul is firmly in the love box for this track MYK's voice is cool. Plus it features my movie love