New Leaves

So, another eventful day today. Note the sarcasm. Have you ever worked with a tale-spinner? I try very hard to not judge anyone. I've got some pretty incredible stories that I think people might doubt if they don't know me. But really.... I mostly keep my stories to myself now because I don't feel like explaining myself. And I really keep my stories to myself at my work. Because if I get asked something... he's always got a 'bigger, better' story. Some days I think my tongue will bleed from biting it. I only want to say two words... just two little words.

'As if'

What is the harm in saying them?

For a small moment I wished my Michiganders were with me today. Because Mr Tall Tale Teller, decided that he was going to say, "I think Lord of the Rings 1&2 were goofy." I smiled to myself remembering the Weezer concert when someone dared to speak ill of THE movie. ( A moment of reverie, if you please..) So, I just looked at him and said, "I don't expect that you would like such a deep movie based on a literary icon."

Silence.

And then I figured out something. Big words and knowlege seems to stump a lot of the people that I work with. If you use them they even feel threatedned. Now I don't mean everyone, because I have a few people that I work with that are great.

One of the funnier things that happened today was hilarious. One of my co-workers has a hickey on his neck. When confronted, he says it's because of a "golf ball". Riiiiiight.

When they clean the floors in the kitchen they use a wet vac with a squeegie, it's a duty that we call "sucking". As you can guess from the technical description of the job, that whomever "sucks" each day is known as "The Sucker" of the day, and you can bet there's a ton of inuendo flying around. With a bunch of comments like:

Hey man, you suck really good.

God, you really suck.

Ok, line up everyone, **** has started sucking.

I'm first..

etc etc etc.

You would think that it would get old. But it doesn't.

And I'm beginning to think that I am taking french fries too seriously. I yelled at someone for messing up my french fry mojo set up at my station today.

And I really dislike judgemental people. People who think that they are better than you. I just want to tell these people, "Hello Asshole, it's usually what you do outside of your job, that matters."

The day started out all fucked up because I thought I was scheduled from 11-4. But in reality, I was supposed to be there at 7 am.

My bad.

Today they had WEBN on the PA system while we worked. Lovely day filled with the immature radio station that likes to see how many times it can say "pecker", "penis", "tallywhacker", and be all-together discriminating towards the female sex.

Fuckers. What really sucks is that station is the only station in my area that plays the hard rock music that I like. I like all kinds of music, but I prefer a metal alternative. Most of the time.

God, I'm so bitchy in this entry. I'm really not in a foul mood. I must be getting ready to start or something.

Missing Persons that I miss

I miss all my friends, and I know that since I've moved it's been terrible to try and keep up with everyone. I've had a few curveballs that I've been trying to deal with. But I'm starting to adjust to life here. It doesn't mean that I don't think of you.

Dove?

Liz?

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Posted by hawkie at June 19, 2003 05:11 PM