I hate marketing. I hate promoting and getting things ‘out there’. It takes up far too much of my precious time and I struggle to find the motivation for such a monotonous task.
What I should do is delegate and have a few of my sissies take care of it. The problem is that their level of incompetency astounds me. They struggle with the simple demand of keeping their feet together. How on earth will they manage the endorsement of my product range?
It’s simple really-they won’t.
With that in mind, I’m left to do the work myself. I’m never happy when I have to work myself. Especially not this kind of moronic work. The entire concept that I should sit at my computer and ‘network’ baffles me.
I don’t network, I manipulate-and they do as they’re told. I bring out the teacher-then they bow at my feet. I kick them in the face with my heel-then they silently beg for mercy.
I don’t work. Time to perfect my puppies, subs, sluts and sissies. I find it highly disrespectful that I work whilst they remain inadequate, useless worms who waste my time.
Mistress is not happy, hell hath no fury…
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