You're like the Justin Timberlake of Japan
Today is the day I have been waiting for for four months... wait, what did I just say? Anyway, yes... it is the day of days when my favorite summer movie is released on DVD. And things only get better because I do not have to go over to Old Jewish Bastard's house after work to work on his PC. His son-in-law fixed whatever hair-brain issue he had. So that means at 4:00 I am racing out of here like Sea Biscuit on speed, jetting to Best Buy and picking up a shiny, brand-spanking new and fresh copy of 'The Fast And The Furious: Tokyo Drift'.
I am then racing home, getting into a fresh pair of boxers and a T-shirt, climbing on the couch, maybe with some candles lit, and a chocolatey-rich glass of Soymilk and I am basking in the ambiance of fast cars and Lucas Black...
What else can I really follow up this glorious news with? It's also the day 'Ta-Dah' by the Scissor Sisters and 'Straight Outta Lynwood' by Weird Al come out.
The question is... how am I going to get through the next seven and a half hours until all this gloriousness comes to fruition?
Yesterday was a moron-fest like no other. This one bitch in our Vegas office seems to have taken a liking to me. She's annoying as hell and I call her Mush Mouth because you can't understand a word she is saying over the phone. I always have to ask her to repeat herself about three times with each sentence. I've seen a picture of her too.... her face is as homely as her voice sounds. But, we went from friendly chatter on the phone to full-blown psychosis.... she's now emailing me like six times a day, with random "hellos" and commentary and calls me up just to say hey.
Her machine wouldn't turn on yesterday and I was having major issues giving her support because she honestly did not know the difference between the power chord and the network cable. Also, the difference between the monitor and the CPU. I am asking her to tell me what lights are on and what color they are, thinking she's telling me about the PC... no, first it was the monitor. Then for some unknown reason she's telling me about the blinking network lights in back instead of the power button on the front... all the while whining that she's going to come here and kick my butt because her machine isn't working.
One thing is for sure... either I am getting super smart, or these people are getting dumber by the minute. Whatever the case, there is a definite variance in the intelligence between myself and them. I am almost tempted to make fun of them all to their faces because I don't think they would even have a clue I was doing it.
So I busted my ass far more than my 2% yesterday. I feel good about the work I am doing, just not he backdrop of where I am doing it. I have been feeling exceptional levels of confidence these days, albeit strewn with heavy amounts of arrogance. But, I'll take whatever self-esteem boost I can get... fuck em if they can't take a joke. It's been years since I thought I actually had any skill... if I turn into a prick realizing it, all the better. Maybe next time I won't allow myself to get fucked in the ass so readily by a bunch of sub-humans.
I need to get settled in but will hopefully remain motivated to pick up on some more thoughts in a while.....
I am then racing home, getting into a fresh pair of boxers and a T-shirt, climbing on the couch, maybe with some candles lit, and a chocolatey-rich glass of Soymilk and I am basking in the ambiance of fast cars and Lucas Black...
What else can I really follow up this glorious news with? It's also the day 'Ta-Dah' by the Scissor Sisters and 'Straight Outta Lynwood' by Weird Al come out.
The question is... how am I going to get through the next seven and a half hours until all this gloriousness comes to fruition?
Yesterday was a moron-fest like no other. This one bitch in our Vegas office seems to have taken a liking to me. She's annoying as hell and I call her Mush Mouth because you can't understand a word she is saying over the phone. I always have to ask her to repeat herself about three times with each sentence. I've seen a picture of her too.... her face is as homely as her voice sounds. But, we went from friendly chatter on the phone to full-blown psychosis.... she's now emailing me like six times a day, with random "hellos" and commentary and calls me up just to say hey.
Her machine wouldn't turn on yesterday and I was having major issues giving her support because she honestly did not know the difference between the power chord and the network cable. Also, the difference between the monitor and the CPU. I am asking her to tell me what lights are on and what color they are, thinking she's telling me about the PC... no, first it was the monitor. Then for some unknown reason she's telling me about the blinking network lights in back instead of the power button on the front... all the while whining that she's going to come here and kick my butt because her machine isn't working.
One thing is for sure... either I am getting super smart, or these people are getting dumber by the minute. Whatever the case, there is a definite variance in the intelligence between myself and them. I am almost tempted to make fun of them all to their faces because I don't think they would even have a clue I was doing it.
So I busted my ass far more than my 2% yesterday. I feel good about the work I am doing, just not he backdrop of where I am doing it. I have been feeling exceptional levels of confidence these days, albeit strewn with heavy amounts of arrogance. But, I'll take whatever self-esteem boost I can get... fuck em if they can't take a joke. It's been years since I thought I actually had any skill... if I turn into a prick realizing it, all the better. Maybe next time I won't allow myself to get fucked in the ass so readily by a bunch of sub-humans.
I need to get settled in but will hopefully remain motivated to pick up on some more thoughts in a while.....