Uhh...how do I say this?

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN ROCHESTER????

Yeah, I think that just about sums it up. So I'm sure Mr. (someone who is my immediate superior), is thinking that this fat man either has a crystal ball or knows where the leak is. Well it's niether, I can read the evironment, after all I did say it last week.

It was a quiet day here, with the bi-weekly team meeting. We (me and Mr. Dick) got some "props" shouted out for our most excellent work. Besides that, it's just ticket after ticket!

Later...I gotta have a beer!