I have an exam in business economics on Tuesday. I don't know mathematics, but I'm fairly sure I'll pass anyway. Here comes my problem - if I do something I want to be able to excel in it. I want to be the best. Going to an exam and know that I'll pass, but not be the best is... hard. I know that it's a bit stupid really, since all that matters in the end is that I pass, but still...
Anyway, the last time I studied business economics I screwed up so much with the exercises that I decided to make all my screwups into reality.
The time has come to revive my old company, AB Crashlandning. Since this is a none-Swedish zone for me to express my writing (yes, I'm very well aware of the fact that the word "blog" is shorter, but I think it's an ugly word), I have decided to rename it to Crashlandning Corporation. I've also decided to bring everyone a short resumé - since it's been three and a half years since the last time we heard anything at all.
Crashlanding Corporation is an airline company with corrupted personnel, bad service and money problems. The pilot likes women. Preferably several. At the same time. One of the stewardesses have problems with an addiction to narcotics. Our mechanics prefer to put nails on the seats to annoy the passengers. The co-pilot is stuck somewhere in the middle of a primitive prison in a djungle in Africa and I'm too busy trying to avoid calls from a suitguy from the FBI. Basically we only have one sane person and that's our other stewardess...
And that's about it.
War of the Worlds is not a great movie. It's like watching The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen with a bit more action and annoying sounds and yet again I find myself not caring.
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