Tuesday, October 30, 2007

tuesday with nothing.

Another boring day and my stomach is already complaining. I want to take my lunch break but it's too early for that. It's only 5:44 am and I have to stay here until 12:30 pm. If I take my lunch this early, I will have to expose myself to the possibility of endless calls (and call flow) for a solid six hours. That isn't something nice to look forward to. That would mean killing myself - in a way worse than suicide bombing. Imagine that.

Guess I have to settle with the art of toggling (see: concept of queue in a call center context) for a while, until I can tell myself I already had enough.

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