I see that all of Romania’s taken a break for the past few days…

Politically speaking (cause I just can’t help myself!), the day off on April 30th which was approved by Government Decision (somebody let me know if it was approved via a different type of law – I don’t read Official Gazettes around the clock, you know?) is clearly meant to improve the public image of Prime Minister Călin Popescu Tăriceanu. And I gotta say that it’s a really smart move and it’s actually helping him.

Otherwise, I see that the last few news (or blog) days in Romania have been focused only on the death of a workaholic young lady (Jurnalul Naţional, Gândul, piticu, zoso) and for the life of me I just can’t see what the fuss is all about…

Thanks to my employer (the 2nd worst possible employer, after the state) I am working right now, today (3 AM on a Sunday!!!) without the slightest regard from my employer, I will not be getting any bonus (as usual!), I’ve lost over 26 lbs. over the past 3 months and I’ve doubled my daily ration of coffee in just the last 2 weeks (and I did it really hush-hush, so that nobody would pick on me and start effing my brains about my health :) )

But I love working. I see myself as a very lucky person that a regular day of activity for me is at least 16 hours long and if I have work to do I’ll work weekdays, weekends, legal and even religious holidays, unlike those that go home at 5 PM in the most relaxed fashion ever and just stop caring about their work.

I know they’re jealous of me ;) :P (Yeah… right)

Now hear this: This is not, I repeat, not a cry of desperation nor a cry for help. I choose what I do with my neurons. I’d rather put them to work than drink them.

PS: The truly sadistic employer is myself. The most unpleasant thing about being self-employed is that you can’t hate your boss. A*hole! :D

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