Thursday, June 09, 2005

Sometimes man, sometimes...

It was a weird day at work today. It was going ok, but then someone who I thought was cool got fired. We call it "terming". Don't you just love the PC bullshit?
Anyway this girl is kinda young but she was cool. Now to get this out of the way, yes she is cute, yes she has that spark that makes it hard to keep your eyes off her, no I have no designs on her--hell she has a boyfriend who is a marine in Afganistan and Biff would never think of getting between a twosome even if I could. I just thought she was cool you know? Now the girls in the office did not think that way. Dusty--the other dude in the office would love to get a piece of Jami (her name) if she offered but it probably isn't going to happen, especially now.
Now I am not going to slam anyone in my office. That just is not my style--I am a positive type of guy--well maybe not but it just isn't my style. I just don't think they liked her very much and I guess could go so far as to say that some may have had it in for her and I that have seen that kind of thing before with young, attractive, lickable, nubile young things that you wouldn't kick out of your bed unless you were a total freaking moron--which I am not.
So the supervisor took her in the office, I could hear a little bit of Jami becoming upset and then she was walked out. From her back I could tell she was upset and pissed. Dusty had no idea what was going on until he saw her. I didn't know they were going to term her today but I guess on some level I knew they were watching. They are always watching. Not just the people in the office but the proverbial they.
In this country, hell maybe in the whole world, it seems someone is always looking over your shoulder to see what you are doing and to rain on your parade and piss in your corn flakes. I don't think that the woman in my office are all like that but I do think that there are one or two people in there who would definately be the tattletales if this was 3rd grade. I think calling the workplace third grade is giving it too much credit. I don't think most people reach the common sense of the common third grader. Sometimes myself included. My only saving grace is that I keep on laughing and joking because it all is a joke.
What do I mean? They take it all so fucking seriously at work. Its not the end of the world one way or the other. Its a bullshit job that a fucking trained monkey can do. I have no illusions that I am so replaceable as to be laughable. Everyone is replaceable in this day and age. They can get some Chinese immigrant off the boat to do the job better and cheaper. And belive me, the cheaper part ain't easy. I get paid dick. Less than dick. But this isn't the point I was trying to make.
I hope Jami is ok. I hope she gets a better job and forgets all about the shit here. I think I am going to call her soon just to tell her to keep her head up. Would that be a good thing to do or is that just reminding her of bad things? I also want to tell her that I think she is a good person and that I wish the best for her. Some people are not worth giving a good word to. They are the center of their own little show and don't give a damn what is on other channels--so to speak. I don't think that is her. And I think when you meet someone cool you should say, "hey, you cool, just thought you should know."
Ok.
Enough of being a nice guy. I am not a nice guy. All day at work I am nice and I am sick and tire of it. Yes, I do have that side but fuck it I want to be wild right now so here it comes...Are you ready. I am gonna get wild....3...2....1.....ah..nevermind. I am out. Laterzzz....

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