Blank Doll sits tight.
I am slightly distressed by recent events in the office because I believe I am being Marginalized by My Superiors seeing as they have been patently unwilling to give me any task of significance even though I was attached to them with the explicit expectation that I be given tasks that require both skill and creativity. This besides, I am rather annoyed with the general culture of waste, inefficiency and an unwillingness to question the dictates of authority.
The army has thought me that should I be happy next time, I shall need a commitment in the future that will take up all my time. Setting up a design firm should suffice.
Also, while browsing through clothes and stuff on the Internet, I have come to a couple of conclusions. 1) Tom Ford aviators are gorgeous but dreadfully priced beyond my means. 2) The spirit of thrift that prevents me from shelling out 500 on a pair of Tom Fords does not prevent me from coveting either the Laguiole in black Epi Leather or the Poche Document Voyage in cannele Epi Leather from Louis Vuitton. This is a source of considerable embarrassment since I have always professed scorn for the marque although candour will have me admit that the Epi range of leathers is simply beautiful and far classier than the bloody monogram, not to mention far cheaper than an Hermes.
My fingers are numbed. I wonder why.
C'est tout.
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