Song of the Day

Last Flowers - Radiohead.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Hot Stuff.

Bloody 2009. Everyone around me has lost their job, been laid off, graduated with a 3.68 AUCian GPA and can`t find a job, or got back from an Arab country ball-broken and sucking on their lower lips with disappointment. One missing category is one that includes myself – those losing their jobs slowly... like someone wrapping a plastic bag around their heads for a slow masochistic death. Everyone knows that the IT community has been a melodramatic scene all over the world for the past five months – but we`re Egyptians and this is Egypt, the only immune place on Earth against all sorts of bullshit – unless of course, it has to do with cute slaughtering of 300,000 wild pigs, relating it to religious discrimination and getting the whole world to scratch their heads at what the hell Egyptians were thinking – but that`s another story.

But sigh, how long could this Egyptian shield stand against cancerous recession? They have already halted all sorts of raises, bonuses, allowances, cash-outs, promotions and social events at where I come from. Signs of poverty have already flourished all over my working place – the bathrooms are not working, cold drinking water is a rare commodity, sugar for your coffee is sometimes not a possibility and every white collar neck around me is too depressed – unlike their usual hyper over-excited unjustified bloody annoying optimistic happy attitude – knowing this is only the beginning.

Now here it comes, a twelve year old movie, one that knew very well it shall be appreciated twelve bloody years later. The Full Monty ladies and gentlemen, yes AND GENTLEMEN, is here to tell you that there is always a way out of what seems to be a “fookin` hell”.