Boy is it a Monday

My day started with an abrupt increase in blood pressure. I emailed someone with a question twice, they responded with a non-answer. Furry German is being defensive and weird about certain things. He's putting a lot of effort into protecting El Incompetento Guy when he should be sticking a boot up his ass. And finally, I had to slice two experiments out of my proof of product document because the experiments were inconclusive.

I really hope tomorrow is more productive and less frustrating. Oy.

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1. There's a fellow in marketing named Chester Travis. No really, that's his name. The poor sod. That might be a reasonable name for a cowboy, but it's unbelievably silly for a pasty-faced marketing nerd. I will silently laugh each time I pass his office.

2. The inept dickspank at work got whupped into shape. Mr. Lame-o finally generated some solid data, and guess what? It agrees with all of mine. So I'd like to say thanks for having confidence in my work, Mr. Furry German. Except I can't because you didn't, you twit! Ahem. Vindication, thy name is me.

3. Montreal trip! Toronto trip! Plans are being made as we speak! Woooooooooo!!!!