For most, the summer is a happy time. A time to spend with your family. For me, it's this outside the 9-5.

Don't get me wrong, I'm very appreciative for the work. It all started in a fairyland called General Motors where the head of communications was nothing less than a cartoon. As soon as I removed that madness from my life, I found my way to a hedge fund company where the guy who owns it is a complete idiot. Aside from him running around Eastern Europe while I'm taking care of his business in New York, he gets mad at me when I won't stay late (he's 12 hours ahead and doesn't want to wake up early.) Then, he gets mad because the day that I'm contracted to work won't give him enough time to find a replacement for my position (even though he's taking that entire week off). After I knew who and what I was dealing with, I turned to my old friends at the temp agency and decided they should deal with the headache or as I refer to him...GENERAL POO POO HEAD!