Many moons ago I was the main guy responsible for support of an up and coming software company. When we started having some serious issues. To cut a long story short, I ended up averaging 21 hours a day, 7 days a week for 9 weeks.
After I collapsed from exhaustion, I have ended up with huge black bags under my eyes whenever I get even slightly tired. When I get really tired….I look like Uncle Fester.
I just wish I had the clothing style though – I just can’t carry off the goth look unfortunately.
I was a workaholic for a long time and often put work ahead of personal life. When I was doing this, I managed to convince myself that I was doing it to enable a great personal life. Bollocks, I was doing it for the praise and success.
For a guy who is skint all the time, its weird that I place more stock in praise rewards rather than financial. Once again…damn you mind of mine.
More recently I realised that I could work harder during the normal working day and achieve just as much. Unfortunately this has now managed to kick me in the arse too. I guess I can’t always win.
Still, a company came a’knocking from Zurich the other day. You never know, I could end up there in the next couple of months. If it happens I will be in the land of skiing….meaning I can find new and interesting ways to fuck up my ankle.
Speaking of Switzerland (nice link eh?)…I have been watching the Euro 2008 Championship and am following Spain with particular interest (as are most Liverpool fans I think). I read somewhere the other day that an English football chant has been converted for just this purpose by a load of Liverpool fans.
Normally we take the “H A P P Y, I’m H A P P Y, I know I am, I’m sure I am, I’m H A P P Y” song and convert it to “England till I die, I’m England till I die…etc”
The latest conversion seems to be “Spain until July, I’m Spain until July…etc”
Sounds good to me
Viva espagna….or something