I need a manager. I need some one to order me around. I need to be judged and rated. I NEED THIS! I NEED THIS! I need this now, but there is only me. Me. Me to sit there and work on a contract and hope that I am doing the best job in the world. The people I have been doing work for have been happy with the output, but, but I am not feeling the fun without the managers to manage me. I want someone to tell me to do more. I want someone to see to me if I am doing a good or bad job. These people are too easy to please. I need the iron fist of a manager dictator and not the soft smile of a happy customer to make me learn and grow. And feel good. I feel good when being pressured and screamed at to get another project done or working on another project. ...No manager. No manager and not hope of being managed at United State of Eden™ I.S. System. They have threatened to throw me in jail if I attempt to apply for my old job again. But no. The managers that once screamed at me and threatened me and laughed at me no longer want me to be their employee.