We had another layoff today at work. They let my manager go. I guess you could say, instead of,
“the beating will continue until morale improves”
“the layoffs will continue until the economy improves.”
Either way, it sucks. I’ve got friends that have been out of work for a year. I hate it. You would have thought the war would have stimulated the economy, instead it seems to just hurt it more. I keep checking signs of The Street to see any improvement but there just simply aren’t any. Damn, I hate living like this. It’s the pits.
In other news, I’m glad Ken had a grand old time down in San Antonio. Good for him. He needs to party more. He’s too much like an old fuddy-duddy and he’s not even that old. Come to think of it, he’s not that much of a fuddy-duddy either but I suppose the name just fit. I also need to call Kancher-oni to find out when she is coming down again. And when we will have the Ci2i reunion party. It’ll probably be at my house, I suppose.
Well, my build is done and I want to get out of here, so more blogs later.
Until next time, this is Carol, the Carol in “Carol’s Little World” signing off.