On Sunday night I was having a beer and chatting with some people and small talk goes “What you got planned for next week?”
I said, “I’ve got some stuff to sort out first thing in the morning [Monday] to finish off what I have been doing the last couple of weeks which shouldn’t take too long. After that I’m going to have my business planning undies on to figure out what I’m up to and how to get out the country.”
It’s now Wednesday afternoon and I’m STILL working on this market data capture thingy. I had forgotten about one of the exchanges; I’m not using it now but I will be shortly.
This is really getting up my arse. I am making no progress on getting out of the country whatsoever. I’m not going to be able to get away with this “I’m receiving medical treatment” ploy for much longer.
Hector will be knocking on my door soon.
I said, “I’ve got some stuff to sort out first thing in the morning [Monday] to finish off what I have been doing the last couple of weeks which shouldn’t take too long. After that I’m going to have my business planning undies on to figure out what I’m up to and how to get out the country.”
It’s now Wednesday afternoon and I’m STILL working on this market data capture thingy. I had forgotten about one of the exchanges; I’m not using it now but I will be shortly.
This is really getting up my arse. I am making no progress on getting out of the country whatsoever. I’m not going to be able to get away with this “I’m receiving medical treatment” ploy for much longer.
Hector will be knocking on my door soon.
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