zenn bites...

spreading some christmas jeer


buon natale, signore e signori!

am coming to you from my cold little room in milano,
while listening to fireworks a-crackling some distance outside.

it is midnight here now
and i've spent the past couple of days
doing a whole lot of traveling visiting venice and florence.
add an early morning barcelona shuttle today
and the rest of the day spent freezing my ass off
in gorgeous duomo to all that
and you get a very tired me who would be asleep
if it hadn't been for an annoying phone call.

half an hour before christmas,
the boss (whom i already do not like/admire/respect)
woke me up, harassed me, was rude and demanding over the phone,
and tried to pull rank to get me to wake the other girls up
just to join his pathetic soul for some christmas countdown.

seriously. do i look like i care?

if what he said is true and no one from our group is counting down with him,
then perhaps he should spend christmas reflecting on why that may be so.

i don't give a flying fuck as to whether or not you are the boss.
i am this close to reporting this to the office.

oh i'm so looking forward to the company-provided christmas lunch later.


hope the rest of you had a much better start to the day.
merry christmas and un-grinchy wishes to one and all!