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During my mid-year or so campaign of terror, aka- 'staff performance assessments' there's all kinds of crap to be pushed through HR in terms of pay etc. (maybe even some spankings too)
Then they're going to drag in the finance people, who will bitch and moan about parting with one red cent and generally bore me senseless stringing out the whining for about, oh a week or so. After all that, then they're going to come back to me and say 'make them work better', which 3-4 years ago I might have actually given a damn about sales training, but now I don't because it's tedious and frustrating dealing with ADD spastics day in and day out who's main focus in life is 'ohh look, shiny durrrrh? huh?'
Course some smart arse will inevitably pipe up with 'well why don't you go sell some stuff nernernerny-ner-ner' and I'll start fidgeting around in my handbag for my pistol to contemplate blowing fist sized holes in them for being smarmy, realise in frustration that I don't have it any more.
kill me
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