Wednesday, December 05, 2007
today's the day
the day where the bastard drinks all the coffee
does all the work
and maybe jumps through a plate glass window or two.
but either way, it's got to get done.
the prince of sales just came by to tell me that selling bullets seven times a year just made it's numbers.
we were 10's of thousands down last week
now we're in the black
that's the biz for you.
in the shitter last week and we live like kings this week.
i love this job.
it keeps the bastard off the streets. coffee's calling.
it's go time.