Show me the money, don't show me the door
My annual review is coming up. In ninety minutes! Please, please, please let it be worth it. I've had a change in title and an increase in responsibility this year, and I want a big fistfull of dollars to recognize that. I have prepared myself for the usual paltry "Two percent is the best we can do this year" speech, but I deserve better. I don't need better, but I want it. Very badly.

In other news, Icy made me write a new poem. Go on over to 2DM and have a look.