Two days off ten new nonrenewable contracts

After two long restful days I am back in the salt mines toliling away at the Ivory tower. Needless to say. I still have a job but 10 more litle indians got their walking papers. It is weird to be considered essential.
I feel like Fujinjaro Pu-Yi, the last emperor of China. Everyone was stealing the goodies from the treasury and all h had was the stage left by the actors after they had robbed his treasury blind.