Working on a Problem
I received a message from a client saying that some pages on their website had broken. I had to investigate the issue and fix it. It was not an easy task, so I ended up spending almost the entire day on it. Doing such a job for no pay sucks. I was feeling gloomy because I had drunk too much the night before, and I was also reflecting on Ruud’s racist comment. It confused me, and I did not know how to process such a remark. Anyway, I managed to get the frustrating job done, and then I went to Bar Vlaar. I cooked anchovy spaghetti for dinner. Along with that, I had salami, cheese, pickles, and so on as side dishes to go with red wine. I fell asleep before 11 pm.
Heads-up! These aren't journal entries – they're crafted essays written in English.
Thoughtful, personal, and cross-cultural.
The original text before the correction
- Working For A Problem I got a message from a client. They said, part of the website pages were collapssed. I had to investigating and solving. It was not easy one, so in the end, I spent almost for a whole day. Such a no money job is sucks. I felt groomy due to binge drinking the last night and I reflected the Rasismic comment by Ruud. It made me confusing and I did not know how to digest such a comment. Anyway, I was able to solve the sucks job and I went to the bar Vlaar. I cooked anchovi spaghetti for dinner. Beside that, I had salami, cheese, pickles and so forth for side dish for red wine. I fell asleep before 11 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
