's when you least expect that this fucking blog is revived.
When you return from holiday relaxed. When you watched the first episode of the series to resume on TV. When you make the last turn to the sea and you enjoy an ice cream.
But no. This blog is reactivated. And 'there to remind the stupidity that surrounds you is not sleeping. E 'in ambush.
's where to press to fuck.
For example in the work. For example, through endless meetings that summarize the previous meetings and future possible but not to decide anything, run like you were in a bazaar and follow the screams of the tenders without understanding the language, with cappacità forecast such as "Word of Noah, it does not rain either. .. we rpossimo dry for years. " With projects that are emerging as never empty and devoid of interest, but you do the same for tenrsi training. With strategic concerns about trifles and neglect situations that are hydrogen bombs in the hands of a child.
But fuck you want to grow! You want a life that is not only intramentale? But you see that the world is changing? You see that quality pays? That jurisdiction wins? That esteem and respect are not the results of fields to fill the week puzzles?
Feel the frustration grows and becomes voodoo? Do you see the doll pierced? You feel that itch to the sternum that is biting? It is heart attack! And 'I put the pin that you heard after the meeting for 5 hours starting / interropmere to telephone / call the secretary / you send a fax to continue the meeting / "a moment that I see this" / call / send a fax / continue the meeting or receive a phone call / fax to be sent an email / phone to send an email by fax / continue the meeting ...
Awakenings. Dear readers get ready. To revenge following the voodoo art of awakening the zombie.
