Mein Fuhrer, I Serve The Reich No More! I'm Sorry. (but not really)
I've decided that the time has come for me to move on job wise. For those who do not know, for the last few years I worked for a German company that dealt in the wonderful world of engine oil and all kinds of petrochemicals. (and no, for the thousandth time we do not sell sarin or anthrax.) Well, its been a bad couple of years for the company, losing market share and being beaten all over the place by American and British competitors. Now why did I throw my lot in with the Germans? Didn't I learn anything from history? Well anyways the last straw came when we lost a major contract to this company from France. You know you're in trouble when the French beat you. Now this is the country which is home to the Arc de Triomphe (which means arc of complete capitulation in french). But its not like I didn't see this coming. not so long ago everyone was telling the boss how everyone else was pricing their stuff lower, employing lots more sales people and giving great incentives to customers and we had to do something about it. The boss listened to it all and and promptly bought himself another house in Miami.And to make matters worse lots of decisions are made by his wife, who is Catholic but puts her faith in astrology. (now what would the local bishop think of that?!)
So anyways, I'm out. I hooked up with some people from around here and we formed our own independent film company. Woohoo! Now I can do what I've always wanted to do, which is to start drinking early in the day and keep my hair long. But seriously we've already got work writing scripts and pitching concepts for TV and film so its fun and I like to write anyways.
So who knows, someday i might even have my own action figure, now that'd be an chievement of a lifetime cos you ain't nobody until you got your own action figure. (like Conan for instance.)
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