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Arbor has died, someone town cried!
This daily drill log in if you will.
Computer applications they do have feelings!
I don’t want to work today.
Go away and leave me alone.
Go on just do something else like get on the phone.
You all arrive between 8 o’clock on & you expect that we applications!
Yes software programs, we are not here for you to abuse with input & data?
You want an enquiry, what do think im your frigging diary.
You pry & poke my application buttons.
Then after the call you leave these ridiculous notes.
What do think I am!
 Arbor you say, well I am going to make your day.
Go away you silly fools!
All day long you sit on your bum.
With fingers tapping till they nearly go numb.
Your mind is not much better I see your mistakes.
Some of your rework well, for goodness sake!
No wonder you’re managed or was that micro managed every day.
We need these managing monitors to take my migraines away.
So run along!
Yes, be some were else.
I am taking a lie down.
It will take some back office boffin to bring me back.
That’s right ring for support.
Just look on the notice board, now I am important.
Yes, that right I am now a major!
You might treat me with respect.
Yes call me names, Oh the one about the chocolate coated Poo Poo.
Well really that hurts.
Come on you computer scrubber drop down and give me 10.
I teach you to spill coffee on me.
Well, all I can say is you have a nice day!
Colin - FEB 2007

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