Friday, February 09, 2007's amazing how something traumatic (ie, being in Ankle Bar) can affect you. I dreamed that I had to go again, but I had 1 days' notice, and I had to fly on some crappy airline. And when I tried to check-in, I realized I didn't have my passport, and that since it was a Sunday, I couldn't go to the bank and get my passport from my safety deposit box.

You know things are going down the drain when you start having work-related nightmares.

Personally, I'm learning a lot, so my experience level is increasing. Which is fine. I just don't know about the company......


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