I try to convince myself, I work to live, and not that I live to work.....
The sad part of the story, just begins here. Somebody appraises me of my life.
Somebody appraises my peers of their jobs. The appraisal process is the weird thing, it works on perception.
Somebody else decides on our salary hikes.
I think they are my friends......
just got to know about my sal hike... and I am confused.
reminds me of classic nirvana -- smells like teen spirit
I'm so happy, 'cause today I found my friends....
They 'r' in my head!!!
Ugly but true.