a u medjuvremenu...
dodjes na posao , nista ne sluteci, veseo i razdragan kao decak od 18 godina koji krece u 3 osnovne,
a kad tamo
indijac opet sjebo usr layer .. a jedno petnest puta smo rekli da ne dira. i reko je da nece.
doduse reko je dosad mnogo sta, npr ok sefe evo uvescemo taj projekat, sve je gotovo, sto i nije tragicna izjava sama po sebi, osim sto sam ja 15 sekundi ranije rekao da nije gotovo do sutra...
covek laze samo tako... zasto su takvi, nisam ja baksuz pa sad naleteo na jednog, i ostali pricaju.. kazu, gleda te u oci i laze, i zna da znas da laze...
pa da popizdis
and in the meantime...
you get to the office, all merry and frolicking and crap, and there...
usr layer , fucked again, by that indian guy... who said yessir, correct, all changes in cus layer, no problem... after i said please dont do mods in usr , about 15 times
than again, many things he said, like nooo problem, the project is done, we'll upload right now, which wouldnt be tragic hadnt i said just secs ago it cant be done by tomorrow
why ar ethey like that.. and its not me, others can share the same stories.. its freakin m eout
fuck my life