Vas te faire encule, chiennes.

Ok, to start this off, I just wanna say that French is pretty cool and I wanna learn French. Or Spanish. Or Portuguese. Or any other European language. I need a new language to cuss in.

Recent days had not been good. Mainly because of two things.

First of all, after months of researching, I have finally discovered something much worse than office politics. It's a species of co-worker I would like to call, The Hobos. As harmless (or stupid) as it sounds, it's actually a very dangerous breed to work with.

The Hobos sleep all day and slack all night. They are actually a very intelligent group. With an innocent appearance, some common abilities, streaks of good luck and an endless supply of knowledge on something usually unimportant and sometimes pornographic, the Hobos are set to conquer your heart. They will become your friend. They will become your boss' friend. They will become EVERYBODY's friend. And at work, they will just fade to the background. No one really notices what they were doing and where they were. The Hobos are the ultimate ninjas. They can practically do something totally unrelated to the job in front of your boss and he doesn't see it. When superiors start shooting work arrows, they are always left untouched and unharmed. I bet they might even be able to survive a rain of arrows. They probably owe that to their average looks, ordinary personality and inferior work rate.

The Hobos always do the minimum amount of work required but there is an exception. When you are resting and when the boss is there. Hobos are usually masters in the art of acting. They are natural born performers. Don't let their appearance fool you. They know when to put on a show and bring you down.

So you may ask, "But why the duck are they called The Hobos?" That's actually a very good question. (It's not. It's just mandatory to say this when you want to sound profound every time someone asks you a question.) The name actually comes from the typical concept of "the rich getting richer, the poor getting poorer". However, the concept here is in terms of amount of workload and not in the monetary sense. Since this class of people actually do nothing much, as compared to others, they are the poor ones. And they as get poorer and poorer, they will end up as a homeless and penniless hobo, which is not really a bad thing since we are not talking in relation to money but assigned work.

As time pass, you will come to point where you are baffled with how much work you have in hand and there is still someone taking a nap in the cubicle next to you. At this point of time, you will question yourself whether it is worth it or not, because

THEY FREAKING EARN THE SAME PAY AS YOU!

Second of all, the weather's too hot. That's all, bye!