Finding Focus, Day 2: Agony of Da Feet
I've put my feet through a lot of abuse today. I ended up walking about six miles today, five of them consecutively. Errands galore and that's not even counting having to be on my feet the whole time I was at work. My feet weren't in a good mood when all was said and done. Maybe that's why I kicked the banker today.
Yes, I kicked a banker today while at my bank depositing my piggy bank money. I was having a perfectly pleasant transaction with this female teller when this banker guy comes up and interrupts us boorishly to get something from her and takes his time going away while he yaps at her. As she hands me my receipt she tells me to kick him as I leave, and since it's always my natural impulse to do what a lady asks me to do that's exactly what I did. The look on his face as I punted the back of his leg was priceless, though it was really more of a firm tap than a kick. There's no way that hurt but he was clearly shocked that I'd actually done it. He was speechless and I just laughed that I was just doing what the lady told me to do and went along my way. The lady seemed to think it was hilarious too. Hopefully he recovered from his shock with his ego unbruised and took it in the good fun it was intended in because on the mile and a half walk home my imagination ran wild with paranoia about the fact that I'd just kicked a large black banker in front of a large black woman and lots of cameras. If he got a bug up his ass about it enough to hold a grudge the man has a lot of options for getting back at me.
Anyway, I got a lot done today. Not as much as I'd hoped, but I'm still not feeling well and all that walking took a lot out of me. Not to mention my terrible frustration with my computer, which has been giving me tons of grief lately, especially with my MP3 player and trying to get Gametap working for the kids. Then later a lot of free time was lost to a long and intense punishment session with Brenda (I'm getting better at this whole Master/slave thing). Then my old man came over and I spent a couple of hours hanging out with him. So I'd pretty much had no time in the evening, which is when I get most of my stuff done. I wish I could afford to sacrifice sleep to stay up all night catching up, but I really don't want to risk being dead tired at work tomorrow.
Speaking of work, it was alright today despite having to clean for inspection. Ju pissed me off as usual with his typical acting like he has some place to tell me what to do or accuse me of not doing enough when he spends a solid fifty percent of his time at work on his cellphone or in the bathroom. God, I'm starting to really hate him. He's one of those people who acts like he's a manager. Lo and Er arguing constantly didn't help either. I like those two individually, but I've never seen a couple so openly hostile to each other and when they work together it's like living inside a soap opera.
I really need to spend some quality time with Debra. We haven't really gotten to do anything fun together or even get any alone time in a long while. She's always gone or busy or hanging out with Gene and that makes it really hard to stay close and that concerns me. I'd like to be able to go out with her tomorrow after Brenda gets home from work but she wants to go out with Shane that night. That wouldn't really be a big deal except that she and Brenda are doing belly dancing class and the Masquerade Thursday night and Brenda and I are scheduled to attend Phobia together so it will be Saturday before we have another chance. We're supposed to go to Tetragrammatrance together Saturday night, but since I can't afford to prepay I consider our chances of making it in iffy. Regardless, I don't want to have to wait so long to have alone time with my wife.
Anyway, I'd better get my ass to bed.
I've put my feet through a lot of abuse today. I ended up walking about six miles today, five of them consecutively. Errands galore and that's not even counting having to be on my feet the whole time I was at work. My feet weren't in a good mood when all was said and done. Maybe that's why I kicked the banker today.
Yes, I kicked a banker today while at my bank depositing my piggy bank money. I was having a perfectly pleasant transaction with this female teller when this banker guy comes up and interrupts us boorishly to get something from her and takes his time going away while he yaps at her. As she hands me my receipt she tells me to kick him as I leave, and since it's always my natural impulse to do what a lady asks me to do that's exactly what I did. The look on his face as I punted the back of his leg was priceless, though it was really more of a firm tap than a kick. There's no way that hurt but he was clearly shocked that I'd actually done it. He was speechless and I just laughed that I was just doing what the lady told me to do and went along my way. The lady seemed to think it was hilarious too. Hopefully he recovered from his shock with his ego unbruised and took it in the good fun it was intended in because on the mile and a half walk home my imagination ran wild with paranoia about the fact that I'd just kicked a large black banker in front of a large black woman and lots of cameras. If he got a bug up his ass about it enough to hold a grudge the man has a lot of options for getting back at me.
Anyway, I got a lot done today. Not as much as I'd hoped, but I'm still not feeling well and all that walking took a lot out of me. Not to mention my terrible frustration with my computer, which has been giving me tons of grief lately, especially with my MP3 player and trying to get Gametap working for the kids. Then later a lot of free time was lost to a long and intense punishment session with Brenda (I'm getting better at this whole Master/slave thing). Then my old man came over and I spent a couple of hours hanging out with him. So I'd pretty much had no time in the evening, which is when I get most of my stuff done. I wish I could afford to sacrifice sleep to stay up all night catching up, but I really don't want to risk being dead tired at work tomorrow.
Speaking of work, it was alright today despite having to clean for inspection. Ju pissed me off as usual with his typical acting like he has some place to tell me what to do or accuse me of not doing enough when he spends a solid fifty percent of his time at work on his cellphone or in the bathroom. God, I'm starting to really hate him. He's one of those people who acts like he's a manager. Lo and Er arguing constantly didn't help either. I like those two individually, but I've never seen a couple so openly hostile to each other and when they work together it's like living inside a soap opera.
I really need to spend some quality time with Debra. We haven't really gotten to do anything fun together or even get any alone time in a long while. She's always gone or busy or hanging out with Gene and that makes it really hard to stay close and that concerns me. I'd like to be able to go out with her tomorrow after Brenda gets home from work but she wants to go out with Shane that night. That wouldn't really be a big deal except that she and Brenda are doing belly dancing class and the Masquerade Thursday night and Brenda and I are scheduled to attend Phobia together so it will be Saturday before we have another chance. We're supposed to go to Tetragrammatrance together Saturday night, but since I can't afford to prepay I consider our chances of making it in iffy. Regardless, I don't want to have to wait so long to have alone time with my wife.
Anyway, I'd better get my ass to bed.
frolleinsuzy:
Follow your natural impulse. I think, this is the best thing you can do.