This.
Because you’re an expert not only on the Madison job market but also on my personal state of being and preparedness to look for another job. Fuck you.
I want to know how the fuck you’ve managed to exist in the western world and yet avoid this piece of information.
Because most of the call centers are in the eastern world now?
God forbid those wily orientals hook these fiendish things up to our phonelines, then!
No, no expert. No doubt some astrological confluence of external factors has fixed you where you sit lo these many months, going on years: a bright beacon afloat in a sea of mediocrity; paralyzed but not insensate; impotent, yet unwilling to suffer in silence. I’ll light a candle in my window for you.
Well, you know, I’ve had a lot of shit going on in my life over the last several years on both a personal and a professional level. Much of this shit has left me at a point where, owing to a variety of factors, the cost/benefit analyisis of looking for a new job at this point compared to the cost/benefit analysis of staying where I am leads me to the conclusion that staying where I am is the better choice for me for now. But hey, thanks for the candle. Please feel free to cram it right up your ass, fucker.
Actually, that’s India, with all its call centres and Dr. Kidney doing a pissing-good business.
It’s all because of the twenty bucks. Dude, you are getting a royal bad karmic payback.