The Diary of a Guardian Angel

Looking out for those who will learn to know better…

The Asshole (A Conclusion)

Does anyone remember where I was in the Asshole case?

No?

Marvellous, take your time and retrace the entire silly tale should you feel like it. If you don’t feel like it I’m not going to recap it here. That may sound lazy, but frankly it wouldn’t take you that long to read the damn thing. I’ll be buggered if I’m going to quite a lot of effort to pander to you. It’s why these blog things have categories after all.

Anyway, it turns out the photo he’d had left on him by a gang of assailants wasn’t anyone he’d ever known. It was, however, a girl who’d been beaten and raped a few years before. He only discovered this because they found the gang who’d done it, and it had made the local news. So he was left wondering whether it was a case of mistaken identity (as they’d found the gang after he got out of hospital). But it also turns out there’s a vigilante gang going around kicking the crap out of everyone they decide is up to no good, and they’ve adopted the poor girl as some kind of symbol.

Glad I don’t have them on my books.

Regardless, our Asshole’s reaction to this “was this karma, or just co-incidence” situation has been of the decidedly FuckIt TM school of reasoning and he’s actually made a serious effort to build himself a new life. He’s moved house, because the commute to the only company who would employ (i.e. hadn’t heard of) him was murderous. So it’s all new life and re-invention, with just a small dose of moral sense this time. He’s even going out with a girl, just one; seriously he’s a slightly changed man.

He’s still an Asshole though.

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That went well

So, I’m tired and aching and I’m feeling a little bit like I’m coming down with a cold. But this is the first time in a long time that I’ve been able to find time to sit down and write an update.

The coffee thing has been kind of a mixed success, stress levels in the office are down about as far as they can go, but so is productivity as well. People think they’re giving better care, but no-one can quite cope with their workloads. Management are considering starting a hiring round, which would be the first time we’ve increased the size of the office in a while and there’s talk of where all the new people will go. Human resources reckon we’ve got enough room, facilities have decided we’ll need a stack of new offices and everyone’s been ordered to tidy up and cut down on the amount of space they’re using.

I’m finding all of this quite weird. Because I distinctly remember that the last time we did this I came to work one day and the inside of the office had simply doubled in size compared to the outside. But we’re being weaned off divine intervention apparently, so it’s proper “earth like” management techniques for us. They’re even talking of relocating the office to earth itself, because that would cut down quite dramatically on travelling expenses (at the cost of heavily increased commuting costs, but as money for that comes out of a separate pot no-one seems to mind).

Still the I’ve finally started coping with the workload so I may have more chances to keep this up to date now. We shall have to see what the future holds. I can’t believe it’s been over a year since I updated this diary.

I’ve started a twitter feed which I’m finding much easier to keep up to date – so you can keep tabs on my daily activities on a much more intimate level. You lucky lucky things…

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