This was to be a post on the abuse theory butterfly effect: an excuse to bring up the Icelandic volcano unpronounceable name thanks to its eruption out of place and Oversized turned my vacation in a crazy Mexican w-end in Milan in the company of my new friends from Abruzzo. I would probably reflected the fact that not all silver lining and I might have joked that the volcanic cloud is actually the usual cloud fantozziana I always carry on your head etc.. etc.
Maybe it would have been nice, but then I remembered the original purpose of this blog: talk about life as an intern underpaid and undervalued in the magical world of communication and my plans for become the new Amanda W oodward ( beautiful rich bitch if you do not chew of the '90s TV series) ...
last time I wrote about everything, including the controversial post on the nostalgia smells like smoke in public places, but the punishment of us young (and not so young) interns nothing more ...
It 's true, I have moved from the road, but it my fault if the heart is a gypsy, but he never put tents in the breasts of the marketing directors of multinational corporations?
So in the meantime have regressed from intern to unemployed, er, otherwise occupied / jobseekers / I'm watching around / I'm considering proposals ...
short, all those definitions that you invent creative when you meet your former colleagues from top universities now become super mega-manager troppofighi tropporealizzati (or assumed). And trust me, is a law of nature, just stop working to meet them all, even that which he moved from 5 years in Tibet to become a Buddhist monaco!
Nevertheless I must confess that this is not the way I think a regression: before I got up at dawn and after fighting with other cars to win the pole position at the traffic lights 5 days of the square and digging a ditch with the wheels around the office looking for parking, waiting for me at best 9 hours of slavery, and now I get up slowly, I move on foot (from the bed to the bathroom, the bathroom the kitchen) and 4 chairs around the table and I always find parking easily.
Not to mention the fact that before I was the last wagon wheel, the equivalent of plankton in the food chain, are now leading a team of four elements: a cactus, a succulent plant, a plant of lavender and sage. If all goes well and the group shows close-knit (and survive all the elements) will try to increase profits concerning other types of plants;)
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