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The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy. |
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Monday, October 30, 2006
Summoned to the Lion's Den
I hated the queer feeling when I'm summoned to high-level meetings (read: bosses).
I'm an implementation person you see, my concern is to how make things work. They're taking me off from my current team because they 'identified' me on something new to do. Yeah, it's exciting but that's not to say my current place isn't as exciting. I mean I like where I'm in now. I was reading through the printed papers and there's this small crunch in my belly when it went like: Delivery Project Manager: Sharon Sutherland Solutions Analyst/Consultant: Brent Rottinger NG Architect: Cramer Batfield Admin Perform Enchancements: Timothy Villius Implementation Team: Quentin the Pale Peon etc. etc. Oh don't mistake me. I love learning how to talk like I know things (lol). Hmm. Maybe it's time I buy a suit. 2 Comments:
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