The truth and nothing but the truth: there are only five categories of people involved: doctors, professors in full swing, officials Security in the exercise of their function, producers (farmers, workers), cashiers.
Had there been such career choices the world would be easier for students to become. By what perversity is it that most of the work is represented by the services sector, I know damn nothing.
The spectacular, phenomenal, almost indescribable the office work. The unique, one half of crazy forties in crisis time Pesenti. The same man who is accused of having no direction, no virtue, the same man whose subject is good comedy movies. Hihi.
Truth nothing but the truth: we do not care anything in the office. Even at 35 hours, we managed to fuck nothing. Western oddity, all employees feel they have a monstrous job, in all sincerity, and they sometimes lose sleep because they know it will fail to complete the record time. Having said all salaries spend a quarter of the day pacing the corridors blue carpet to make copies and discuss it at the crossroads, another quarter to talk on the phone with colleagues about the EC and all lunch appointment together 13 hours a quarter to smoke, one quarter to go in other offices to take the new kid on, tapping his fourth folder where the Director is visiting and fourth on the Internet. And it's the end of the day. A set of tasks to perform that does not.
And if I talked to my boss? Of one who spends the afternoon in the corridors and on the telephone and at 16 hours, two hours before closing goes completely washed out by saying he is too tired, he threw in the towel? Whoever does not have time to do three tinkering in the morning when I'm not there and that leaves me at all? He who spends his time saying he is overwhelmed? I do
not like this one. Really, I do not like it at all.
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