Sunday, November 20, 2005

Same %$#&!, Different Pile.

So I've been transferred.
What does that mean you ask? Not much of a change of jobs as a change of scenery.
Instead of being 2 minutes from home and being able to walk to work, I'll be 20 minutes by car and out in the "rural" area. Hippies and Farmers, here I come.
The good thing is that I'll be able to listen to music on the commute, and I'll finally be able to contribute to a rant when Joe bitches about what he listens to on the way to work.
The bad thing? Not much really. I'm a little nervous about going there, as I feel that my abilities have been hyped somewhat prior to my arrival, and I just hope that I can fulfill those expectations.

Holy Shit, If I talked about my feelings anymore I'm going to have to grow a vagina.
That would be sweet.....

More input from the outskirts of town later.

1 comment:

  1. First off...when they transferd you out there do they give you the 'Backwoods-sleeping with my sister to english Dictionary?. Also I don't bitch about what i listen bitch about it..I went as far as creating a Joe friendly music work that bitch.hhahaha...I think you should just listen to "Check the O.R" by Organized Ryme on a loop everyday you drive out there....