I dont mean to be a bother but have you seen this girl?
This morning i felt like not going to work, a new one for me, Ive been drunk, tired, worried, had other things to do etc, but i havnt ever considered not going in. I barely remember going in, just the usual gimics that come with walking in the building every day. (PS every day is now two words and not a phrase) I spent the morning and early afternoon weedwacking and wondering what the hell i'm really accomplishing there. I think at any second theyre going to call me in and tell me they no longer have work left so i keep trying to draw the jobs i do have out and leave when im done to avoid that akward 'well fuck, we dont have anything for swede to do' feeling that innevitably crosses eddie and Mr rains minds. I spent the afternoon helping gary stack boxes, break down boxes, and throw out trash. he kept thanking me for breaking down the boxes, but i said, no, it was no problem. its hard to convey the words 'dude, i get to cut shit. With a razor blade. Why is this not fun for you?' into a single feeling easily felt by my other employees.