Back again...

So you thought that I would leave more than 2 years of brand loyalty in the levels of mindless dedication, obscene insanity and vulgar profanity of life in Russia behind? Well my fellow reader (whom I think that you have nothing better to do now that you have somehow stumbled upon to my blog or just keep on reading for more than a year in a fading hope that I would post some slavic nudity on this blog) you are wrong...

As I have hinted on my temporary departure from the alice's wonderland of virtual publishing, I would be back with more boring stories and thoughts from another slavic realm. Please applause Kiev, or the capital of Ukraine as you know it.

Fate has many twists that make you fall in abusive love with cocaine addict movie stars, fall asleep before a crucial final exam or work in companies that you or your family heritage has never heard of for generations to come. At last, my brief corporate slavery in the retail business came to an end where things are slightly more complicated than your fellow grocery store (like physics to mathematics). Every single minded person with a hint of intelligence and a never ending passion for office theatrics can survive in this industry. Intelligence, because a buyer must think if the product that the avid seller has on his lap is already on the shelf or not and office theatrics is needed to play the never ending role of Mr.No, because a buyer who can say "No, Can't, Nope, Mmmm, No way" in a split second without slipping up is prone to rise high in the retail career chain that is slower than the tibetan ascent to nirvana...very painful, slow and the thing you find up on the stairs is a thousand year old monk that says that you are not ready yet. (I think I have to write my memoirs..like Memoirs of a Retail Geisha..he he)

So far for my deep hatred for my last job and a warm welcome for my new contract. I will not dwell deep in it because it is another field of human labor that you may not even heard about but may have spent some time with my fellow colleagues during nearly %25 of your pathetic customer experience in your lifetime. I will be accepting lucky guesses in my private email and will not be offering any rewards for the ones who have a time so much to waste, but will show fake appreciation for their brilliance.

My new job, which is the next step in the evolution of my corporate slavery (not that they pay me exponentially more but they show more respect and supply every homo sapiens under their roof with anything a homo sapiens need to work...excluding an irritant boss and neverending senseless stress) will take me back to my beloved northern part of the 3rd World...or Ukraine. As I certainly know that majority of my readers are now up to the civic level that USSR has ceased to exist and many new countries that doesn't bear the name Russia or Communist Pigs have emerged from it. One of them and maybe the most beautiful is the Ukraine.

I will be writing more about Ukraine and Ukrainians in the coming episodes so stay tuned or whatever...