Weekend Jobs

by Jinryu

It is amazing how when one little thing breaks down, and suddenly nobody knows how to think anymore.  You’d think that Pandemonium had just sprung out in the courtyard outside or something.

Phone lines in the office don’t seem to be working today. Which is unfortunate– since 80% of what I am paid to do at this casual job is done over the phone.  Instead, I’m spending the day texting messages to clients instead.  This is pretty much the same situation for my 13 other coworkers handling data this weekend.


I can’t help but feel like it is like communicating by

Mo o o o orse

to that

Ho o o o orse