The Dodgy Recruitment Agency Pty Ltd has palmed me off to an underpaid data entry job in a poky little office of six people in Darlinghurst. My job is to maintain the database of people who receive 'Taxi' magazine. What am I doing here? I'm too fucking intelligent for this place if I do say so myself. I will WASTE AWAY here. This will be the final insult delivered by the DRA. I am out of here. Who do they think I am? I have a fucking degree for god's sake. The lady whose job this used to be and who is training me is a moron - exacerbating the problem expontentially. I do not belong among morons and this is the last time anyone is ever going to undervalue me. Won't be letting that happen again.  ¶ 13:26