I'm sitting down after an hour-long expedition into the skyway, a little parched from hauling my mobile scoliosis-inducing slack-cave on my back (camera, ipod, books, smashed sammich). While walking, I enjoy being exposed to the colloqiual shop-talk of the American Business person.
From what I gather from overheard conversations, the firm has lost partners, which has development worried about cut backs. As a result, second and third quarters could be the worst since the first half of 2003. Tough times, I know.
Though I don't fret much for the business person: so long as there are plenty of steaks and fine dress shoes in convenient supply, I think that the troubles concerning the expense reports and the switch from the Denver office will simply melt away like a pad of butter on so many aforementioned fine steaks.
It's times like these that I am glad that I've accepted my more lowly fate.
From what I gather from overheard conversations, the firm has lost partners, which has development worried about cut backs. As a result, second and third quarters could be the worst since the first half of 2003. Tough times, I know.
Though I don't fret much for the business person: so long as there are plenty of steaks and fine dress shoes in convenient supply, I think that the troubles concerning the expense reports and the switch from the Denver office will simply melt away like a pad of butter on so many aforementioned fine steaks.
It's times like these that I am glad that I've accepted my more lowly fate.
posted by Rustle @ 12:39 PM
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