Apparently the hullabaloo regarding imminent layoffs and the impending gloom hanging over more pay cuts is not letting up. Seriously? Could it get worse than this? The firm must be getting a kick out of playing all this up. Somebody out there must be having real fun. I suspect it’s the white haired dude on the 16th floor (which could be any partner).

One of my associates (the punk) blurted out today that he’s really scared he’s gonna get the axe cos’ apparently his manager talked to him about his performance and that he’s “under surveillance”. I don’t even know what that means. Sounds like some patrol officer thingy. 

So I was comforting him, telling him it’s probably nothing, she just wants to scare you off Yada Yada yada. Don’t know if he bought it.

Things like these just make me appreciate some things I have but at the same time I don’t take them for granted. I’m not talking about my job. To heck with it.

I’ve been thinking. At least I have Love at this point. If I lose everything including my job, at least I will have love. So I called Axl and made up with him. We hadn’t exactly fought big time, but we had not ended things on a good note the last time we had spoken. Which was on the phone with me and whenever I’m on the phone at work, things rarely go well for the person at the end of the line. It’s like my angriness escalates or multiplies by the second on the phone.

So anyway, we’re good now. I think.