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True Grit
The guy I work across from, Angry Hiro, spent the whole day teaching a particularly inept vendor a lesson by yelling at them on the phone for ten hours straight.…
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E-mailed memo to self
Sender: Justin Yoshida Subject: razor blades bring them to work. It’s not what you think, whatever that is. I want to use them to improvise cutting blades for a Thompson…
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Salaryman’s year-end maxim
I always plan to tie up loose ends and complete x amount of work by the end of the year; by the time Christmas rolls around my productivity dwindles to…
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Think Global, Act Retarded
You would think that the Lipovitan crystals I smoked before yesterday’s rant would have worn off by now. You would be wrong. Today’s unwilling recipient of my hate is our…
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Business E-mail Format in Japanese
I was just issued this “staff support book” which outlines employee duties, good work practices, and various other goodies which are causing me great joy, because they are the best…
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Salaryman’s Tip of the Day 12/3/2004
One sad fact of business on a salaryman level is that an inexperienced vendor is infinitely preferable to an inexperienced client – you can always slap down a vendor, and…
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Salaryman’s Tip of the Day 11/18/04
When you are pulled away from your workstation by the ISO 14001 auditor for an impromptu interview, the correct response to the question, “Do you know your company’s environmental policy?”…
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Riding the Big Lizard (Typhoon Tokage)
So typhoon Tokage (lizard) almost washed me and my poor car away (liveblogging posts are on my sidebar today; here is the permanent link), but after 2 hours of endless…
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Typhoon Tokage
I always used to laugh when I saw somebody use an umbrella in high winds, seemingly being pulled around by an invisible donkey until the inevitable point where the umbrella…
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Cheerful Monday People…
Must die. Please God, make them go away. I asked one of the girls why she was all smiles today. She said it was because the new fax machine we…
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Apologize, fucker.
I caught a guy walking off with my umbrella during lunch break. I was like, hey yo what the fuck, that’s my umbrella. The guy knew I had him, but…
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Doo doo doo doodoodoodoo
That goddamn line from “Under Pressure” is running around in my head again. An omen, perhaps.
