February 1, 2007

When I Grow Up, I Want to Be Rich and Famous. Or Just Rich Would Do.

I hate everyone at work lately. All of them.
 
 
My supervising paralegal is being a complete bitch and treating me like I’m retarded. There’s no need for that. Some of the things that I have to do right now are things that, because we’d been slow and hadn’t received a bunch of new [...]