IRC-Galleria

Wednesday, 27.8.2008

My gastronomic diary...

Nobody asked me about my extra shipments, either they're monitoring me subtly, they missed something, or they really trust their project leader. And so far the trainee hasn't done anything wrong or mistakes. I wish I could have more time to keep an eye on him. At least he could stop moshing inside the lab.

Tonight the company is celebrating something, discovery of something or company's birthday, I didn't pay attention, my mind is dwelling too much on this crazy project. Every big boss is dining in this fancy restaurant, including those who are working on major projects. This includes our T-sector, even the trainee. There's a dress code in the restaurant, and the trainee looked like he was from some 90s death metal band. Guess if the company is big enough, anybody can get in. I'll try to enjoy the food.

What was the name of that one guy who was in the top floors of the building? Whiskers or something...