got moved into a team room from my posh office, which i now share with a veep and two general managers. on the plus side, i'm in DA CLUB. on the down side, my internetting time has been shredded. on the plus plus side, i think beating r-type in front of them (on my old portable psone) will net me a bigger bonus than any work i've done; they were all OMG YOU'RE AMAZING (who the fuck knew? god bless nerds). on the minus minus side, i don't/won't golf and one of the motherfuckers listens to dave matthews ALL DAY.
i also got called a hipster by 25 yr. old junior pm yesterday. i have no beard, wear regular jeans, have a cornball non-coiffure, and despise urban self-sufficiency. that said, my non-ironic ironic game is straight up jordan-class balla and i drink shit pissbeer in public, so maybe he recognizes cac greatness under all the nondescript dorkitude.