Maybe fuck each other?
I'm sitting here at work reading about the Intelligent Mail Barcode, preparing to format my mail.dat file for use in the Testing Environment for Mailers. This is...kind of a complicated process. Better, it's a complicated process that is provided to you by the government, so it is perhaps intentionally impenetrable. I finally found a checklist to make sure you've got everything squared away. It's 70 pages long. Better, step one on the checklist is:
1) Review the Guides & Specifications (refer to Appendix A)
Appendix A is 100 pages long.
The point is, I'm bored out of my fucking mind, and now I remember why I did shit in school. I hate being bored. I hate doing boring things. I don't really want to know about the new standards for TEM. They can fuck themselves. They probably *should* fuck themselves. Loosen up a little.
Jee. Zus. Christ.