Monthly Archives: February 2013

The prettiest of ’em all

Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the prettiest of ’em all? When I was a kid, for almost all special occasions I was made to wear this hideous pom-pom style ribbon pinned firmly to my hair. I hated the look … Continue reading

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Wonder Woman

This made my day 🙂 I am a Wonder Woman… I wonder where I left my keys, I wonder how I put on weight, I wonder where my money went, I wonder where I put my phone, I often wonder … Continue reading

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Are we there yet?

Radio is always on in our office, and today on the air I’ve heard this good joke, which somehow fitted my own mood of the day very well. Firstly, I overslept for work today. Then  I overslept my lunch-break. Thank … Continue reading

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Flower pot craze or meet my own boss from hell

My first encounter with a boss from hell was in 2006, when I started my work at SEM as an office manager.  At that time SEM was just a small unit of a really huge international corporation operating in Lithuania … Continue reading

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Hi, I might just want to work here. Or not

Forgive my ramblings, but putting this to words make things seem a little more distant and just less depressing, even if for a while. Since things were getting worse at work ever since our new shareholder introduced this imbecile of … Continue reading

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Torn apart

Yesterday of of our blue collar employees came to the office. It was his last day at work as he was leaving the company. What made his case stand out was the fact that he came in with his beautiful … Continue reading

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The worst enemy

A human mind is a complex and tricky thing, it can make one make wonders, but it might be the fiercest gun of destruction as well. When I was a teenager I, like so many of others, suffered from a … Continue reading

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