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I came to the office later, after fighting with the elevator of the parking lot, we went (me and my girlfriend) and dropped three times before we get where we wanted.
Arriving at the office, and say goodbye wamba, the first thing I see is an office full of people. Tails like day fortnight. I guess many people are paid weekly.
I arrive at my station and sit down. The operating system will not let me go, says "my user", ie password, or I, have been blocked. As it is not the first time it happens (and as not an excuse for me to go home), I resolved the issue myself for a second time (yes, the second time it happens.)
While my 'session' booted, watched inside again the futility of having gone to work today. Istobacco having a splendid day, which may count or not. And I had to interrupt it, as I stopped doing many things, to come to work today. Okay, I give money and a computer where I write this (and devised a number of other things.) But the job is not complete. I've spent three months occupying a position in a project that should have begun to work 100% in January. And it's still 50%, which means long dead. Clearly, given time to read (which upset some) ... and reading, and writing ...
Returning to today, just minutes after sitting in the chair, I begin to nod. Sleep. To not end up lying face on the keyboard (and the sight of all the people passing by the office, which are muuchos), took emergency measures and went to the bathroom, to sleep sitting on the toilet.
guess I spent between 15 minutes and half an hour on that. Salgo, still sleepy, spend a few minutes at the desk, and I'll get by Diet Coke (caffeine, cha cha cha). In the convenience store, all sounded and looked almost twice the normal speed, everything is perceived sharper. It is somewhat difficult to explain, and I perceive for the first time. Party as being a ghost in a world where everything happens quickly. It is rough because nobody sees you.
Then several people chose to help with the management of the ATM. Too fast or complicated, they say, and there is always a tinge of desperation to get that money. The new security measures involve being fast with thehand and mind, and asked why only the last two digits of the card, in a move that reflected in these figures mark and press the button that tells the screen. And many just step on the button. Or do nothing. There was a lady
quite pessimistic, which I had to impose in order to obtain their money. And after explaining live and direct the proceedings, withdrew with an attitude of "that I can not do and I am resigned to it." Finally, there is less to my training.