This Means War

Now it starts. All the disgruntled people in the company that I am in right now are started to leave, and now I'm contemplating whether to leave as well or not.

When I started in that company, I liked it very much because they really want to put the fun in the system. Seven months back when we were all cramped up in that small room with the orange door, it was hot, it was cramped but we were having fun! We laugh all day and make it a point to be happy all the time. It was small, the computers where always breaking down, we were underpaid but we were happy. Now, there are more of us, we have resources, they raised our pay somewhat but we're not happy anymore. All because of the fat bastard and dark meat.

I miss the old days. When being a gamer was a prerequisite to become a Game Master. Now all they wanted are people with customer service experience.

I work in an online gaming company. The first of it's kind here in our country. I would be assuming that they would really be looking people who really plays games. I do not see the point of not getting gamers in an ONLINE GAMING COMPANY. It's really ridiculous.

I miss the old days when I can still say that I love this company. Now, I'm damning it to hell.