Dropping like flies...

So, as most of you probably have figured out, I have a full-time job. I can't explain it here. That's not because I shouldn't, but literally can't-- it'd be too confusing, you'd all have questions and the next thing I know, I'm talking about what I do for a living and not talking about life's greatest mysteries-- did God cause the big bang? Are there more living creatures in the universe? Why do I have to wait until late January for LOST to start season 5? You know, all that important stuff.

Anyway, back to why I'm writing. This week, 3 people have left my company. Some might say, oh, that's not that bad. We're (that's the were conjunction and not the are conjunction) a company of 21, so 3 is 1/7th of the work force. Wachovia just cut about 1/7th of their workforce and it's a national story. Okay, I made that Wachovia statistic up-- sue me. You may be asking yourself-- and if you aren't, I probably don't care--who is leaving the company I work for? Well, first there's the person in charge of, we'll call it, writing. The second to leave was someone in business development, and the third, nobody that important, just the CFO.

Never a good thing when it's the CFO. Although, I'm told he's not jumping ship-- he apparently had a visit from Marlon Brando. I'm happy for him, really am. What really pisses me off-- all this means is I keep getting more work to do. And what really pisses me off about that (and it should piss you off too) is that I have less free time, which means I'm busier than I should be, and you are the ones that are really missing out. You get less of this! Less of me bitching, and I know that's what you want.

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