All right, so my company decided to hold a company-wide BBQ tomorrow. In our back lot. Yes, we are very cheap. Frugal they call it. Whatever.
To make this crappy BBQ more fun someone in marketing came up with a brilliant idea to give out 4 pine-box car kits to every two teams and hold a pine-car derby. Fine. I have to admit, I was fairly excited about it, and so seemed to be 14 other people in our two teams that were given this wooden piece of sh!t.
Manager sends out usual crap: Yay! Let's beat the other guys, let's make an awesome fvcking car. Email me if you want to do it or drop by and pick it up. I made the fvkcing mistake of actually dropping by his office to take a look at it. Out of 14 people some 4 of them expressed mild interest in it, so I decided to start the work, because the deadline was approaching.
Fvcking lazy couch potatoes. When it came to actually doing something, nobody showed up. Everyone had an excuse. You can't spend 2 fvcking hours after work in my garage given all the tools? Fine, I'll come to your garage with all the tools. What? Oh, you are bad at woodwork? Maybe you could paint? Oh, no painting skills either. Too bad. All the energy must have dissipated in the meetings where you were making lame jokes on how you'd improve the car and make it run faster. Jack@ss.
To make it more interesting, we have a release date approaching, and I was working overtime to meet all the work deadlines. And after 10+ hours of work what do I do? That's right, this fvcking car. Now this piece of sh!t is ready, but won't run straight. And I'm at the point where I'm just gonna throw it into the wall and forget about it.
I swear, if any of these douchebags tomorrow says that the car is lame (I know it's a worthless piece of sh!t), I'm going to shove it up his ass.
That's it. Never again. Not in a thousand years.
To make this crappy BBQ more fun someone in marketing came up with a brilliant idea to give out 4 pine-box car kits to every two teams and hold a pine-car derby. Fine. I have to admit, I was fairly excited about it, and so seemed to be 14 other people in our two teams that were given this wooden piece of sh!t.
Manager sends out usual crap: Yay! Let's beat the other guys, let's make an awesome fvcking car. Email me if you want to do it or drop by and pick it up. I made the fvkcing mistake of actually dropping by his office to take a look at it. Out of 14 people some 4 of them expressed mild interest in it, so I decided to start the work, because the deadline was approaching.
Fvcking lazy couch potatoes. When it came to actually doing something, nobody showed up. Everyone had an excuse. You can't spend 2 fvcking hours after work in my garage given all the tools? Fine, I'll come to your garage with all the tools. What? Oh, you are bad at woodwork? Maybe you could paint? Oh, no painting skills either. Too bad. All the energy must have dissipated in the meetings where you were making lame jokes on how you'd improve the car and make it run faster. Jack@ss.
To make it more interesting, we have a release date approaching, and I was working overtime to meet all the work deadlines. And after 10+ hours of work what do I do? That's right, this fvcking car. Now this piece of sh!t is ready, but won't run straight. And I'm at the point where I'm just gonna throw it into the wall and forget about it.
I swear, if any of these douchebags tomorrow says that the car is lame (I know it's a worthless piece of sh!t), I'm going to shove it up his ass.
That's it. Never again. Not in a thousand years.
