How are you supposed to feel, when everybody thinks you are doing a great job and you think you are performing atrociously? I just received back a performance review (where I rated myself dead center or satisfactory) where my boss and the administration gave me all these stellar reviews stating that I’m surpassing my job description, and that I perform every task perfectly in a timely manner. They are giving me all this over-the-top praise that I do not deserve, and the message that it’s sending to me is that I am the golden child, who can do no wrong. So now I feel that I know longer need to watch my back in any way: I am invincible, and the workspace is now my play place. I’m gonna start looking at porn at work, openly writing blog, reading books at my desk, and additionally (just to pepper up my techy reputation) I’ll search out incurable computer viruses that I can ultimately unleash upon any shared drive. I’ll show these fuckers how satisfactory I can truly be.
Maurice - This Is Acid
Tyree - Acid Over
Armando - Downfall
Phuture - Acid Tracks
Dj Pierre - Box Energy
Sleazy D (Marshall Jefferson) - I've Lost Control
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