At first I was willing to roll with the punches, but as of late I've come to realize that this is malicious motherfuckery the likes of which I've never concieved. I finally accepted my fate at 11:45pm and then again at 2:15am while the snow plow drove up and down my street, pausing to back up with a shrieking, high-pitched BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP, only to drive back the other way and repeat the process for roughly an hour. Ah, you say, but the roads must be plowed! It didn't fucking snow last night, and they did this shit at about 4am the night it did snow.

But it goes beyond that. Everyone in the office is part of it. They pretend to be friendly and "look out for my interests", but when the chips are on the table they're ready to fuck me right in my ass. I hear a lot of talk about helping me, and taking care of the things I need to do my job, but where is it? Where is my server rack? Where's my Instant Messaging server? Where's my fucking Network Administrator salary? Where's my ounce or respect, you toady little IT bitches?

If you need a good user support person, or a network administrator, give me a call. I'll support you like a MOTHERFUCKER.