The bitterness of corporate life.

I work with smart morons. They are well-learned and mentally-sharp, thus categorizing them as smart. But they're so stupid, effectively lumping them all together as morons and infantiles. Okay so why am I acting stupid myself? I don't know, I guess I'm just amazed and fed up.

Meals must absolutely revolve around meat. Eating international cuisines is okay, but only if they've tried it before, otherwise the international menu and culture and peoples are endlessly mocked and belittled. In casual atmospheres females are treated like objects, like eye candy, with the highly prized color being blonde.

I know I am voluntarily placing myself at some risk here. But I am fed up. Life at Avanade really is like a frat-house, just like I've read somewhere from the www but couldn't believe at the time. Now I know. Life in this cold secular corporate world kinda sucks. And I am ever so bitter about it.

the Book of Five Rings

Some people have asked me if taking Kendo lessons is conflicting with my christian spirituality. My answer is simple - "No, it does not." Why should it? Just because I'm tactically training to strike a torso, slice a head, or chop off a wrist, that doesn't make me a bad person. Does it? Of course not!

Today is the day I pick up my sword. No, it's the day I pick up my sword and stand in the front lines. No no no. Today's the day I make my first kill. I know this is cryptic talk, but I suppose only I can understand.