Sometimes I just hate my job. Hate it, hate it, hate it! Like tonight at nine in the evening when someone gives me a call, telling me that a part of our service is down. I drop whatever I have in my hands, this time it was a guitar, one day it will probably be two excellent boobs or something else that’s far more interesting than freakin’ Mobile TV. So, I check the service, unable to find anything wrong, really. Typical.
But then again, my job can be quite interesting at times, too.
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