I completed my self-assessment.Â Turns out I am awesome.Â And I should be given plenty of moneys for unspecified purposes.Â Dig your claws deeply into your armchair and wait and see how this turns out.Â How did I calculate my raddness to a precise degree?Â Using the scientific method, of course!
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The devil has finally found the perfect instrument to torture me.Â He tested me with those toe gloves, with phone calls to Verizon, and with the music of Katy Perry.Â I may cringe, devil, but you cannot best a hardy thrillseeker like me with such paltry devices.Â
And then I was given a “self-assessment” to complete at work.Â It is not like a self-exam where you can just *not* do it and say you did (sorry, doc!).Â No, no.Â It is a series of fire-ringed hoops to jump through in the hopes of landing in a pile of money at year end review.Â Not really a pile so much as a a thin bit of tissue to keep you from scraping your bottom.Â Â I am not new to the concept, however at my current firm, it is quite the fucking doozy.Â Â The questions are lengthy andÂ sound like something that can only be answered after a 3 day seminar in “teambuilding”.Â I thought this kind of shit only existed in the world of Steve Carrell and John C. Reilly.Â I read, laboriously, over the half dozen items.Â I cried a little inside and put it away.Â Over the next days I periodicallyÂ thought, sweatingly, of the paper in my bag.Â I wondered how the fuck I am supposed to talk about my ownership of processes and my business contributions.Â Remember when it used to be enough if you would show up not smelling too drunk?Â
It’s a brave new world.Â Time to justify my love.Â Time to self-assess.Â If only Katy would write a song about it.