Bossman once again changed the format that we're supposed to report thing in, with no warning, and without telling us that we need to track things on a finer time scale than before. (We had previously tracked in days, but that's not precise enough -- duh! -- so now he wants us to manufacture the hours.) For the briefest flash of a second I was annoyed -- how does he expect us to supply this information if we aren't told to start tracking it!? And then blissful apathana set in. Do I care? Why, no. Ah, life is so much better now!
Must meditate and remenber how I once managed to hammer out cover letters in a matter of minutes. I used to be so good at it. But now -- alas! -- I seem to have lost the way.
