chaos comes to visit

the haze cleared... and the retchig sets in again, this time, worsened by the stench of burning flesh and bloody gore that raised a rancid stench within this confined room.

the woes of a transportation portal...

iMaxic stumbled to the doorway, gratefully taking a huge lungful of fresh air which was blown in by the careless breeze.
And narrowlly missed being beheaded by the creature guarding the door.

An orc, he noted with a wry smirk, what a time... further scrutiny raised an eyebrow... it is a chieftain??! but a cheiftain guarding the door?? He ducked, this time, saved by instinct as Lady Luck went her fickle way whilst 4 arrows trembled at the spot where iMaxic was, their poisonous tips buried inches into the stony ground... 4 Hobgoblins archers stepping out of the shadows.

Recovering from the roll, iMaxic thought to himself... Like, it can't get any wors-..! When he received a kick to his gut and all the air was knocked out of his lungs. He fell backwards, barely managing to get his feet under himself as he used the momentum of the blow to regain his feet. Hmmm... no friends here, it seems, as his former allies seem tohave joined the enemy ranks to put an end to him.

He stood up and dusted himself. Incorrigible narcissist that he was, he took a moment to brush aside a strand of stray hair and, swifter than an eye could blink, his swords were drawn before him.

It's going to get messy.
= = = =

ok, commercial aside. these days have really been stifling. i have been working largely 9am to 9pm lately, no thanks to the cumulative screw ups by the 1 guy that cannot seem to do his job. Seem, as because there is suggestions that this chap is not the only one causing all the hang ups.

morale is at an all time low... naggy boss does not do anything to increase my patience, and the best part is, my left and right flanks are collapsing. the left hand man, MT, seems to be running on empty already... his patience wore negligibly thin by the consistent long hours arising from multiple screw ups. the right hand man, a man with greater aspiration than the drudgery of day to day existence, is getting impatient.

Me? I'm getting frustrated by the constant nagging and overcautious boss, who's always giving words of caution to me. Me being the aggressive strategist that i am, her constant nagging is beginning to make me consider if she actually thinks that i am an idiot that's 2 senses short of a penny. it is not very 'team building', as far as i am concerned.

Well, plowing through as much as i can, learning as i go, but with 2 chaps who are not particularly motivated to do the helpdesk call answerig, it means i have to take more calls and miss out on the hardware testing and CLI-ing, which is to equip me to perform greater tasks. Especially to expand my comman field towards the corporate and complex setups, which translates to more interesting cases and perhaps greater renumeration in future.

i am getting angry with all the nitty gritties.

so...

OM is low morale and getting stressed out.
MT is hunting for the exit.
JL is starting to feel restless.
which would probably result in 'tree fall monkey run'.

or in this case, 3,4 monkeys run.

i am waiting to be the last man standing again. rofl.