Waiting for a sign

It's not like I'm waiting for change to fall into my lap, but damn if it wouldn't be nice.

It's official

I am officially unfit for corporate culture and I'm absolutely tired of playing their games. Perceptions, impressions, it's all horse shit and I'm over it. Leave me alone, I'll crank out this shit I get paid to do without incident, and I'll go home at a reasonable hour. Fuck your management schemes, your metrics, and your directives. I don't need it.