hmmm.... whatta day. up relatively on time. left ok. got to the shop in good time, my check was there, good things were said. i got out without a lot of things being said. i got ,my wrench back from someone who needed it last week. it is not a critical item this week so that was cool with me.
made it early to pleasanton. took care of the paperwork for today. the day started good a little social back and forth and then the nonsense started. this dude who is in charge of our group is a little confused. he didn't start the week off with a good impression. let's jst say he was a little to timid. wrong thing for people like us. if we get the smell of victim in our noses we can howl like wolves and roll and squander all the blood and flesh like sharks in a frenzy.
so the week progresses. he is never available when questions need to be answered and then he harps like a crone about things that might have been relevent if he was there. he is also not there when we need someone paying attention before serious mistakes happen. fortunately all involved adjusted the moment and tragedy was averted. now he is up to threats and i just left him with, "you're gonna do what you're gonna do and i am gonna like..." and spun on my heel with a shrug. @ 429pm i was out the door. tomorrow is the last day. i'm cool with that. so i book it back to the city and get off @ harrison @ 515pm. tuck my truck on stenvenson & 2nd, cash aforementioned check, skate to macy's, make it just in time as they shut the line in because the close the PO, the basement, @ 530pm. rent is paid on time via MO once again... i love that i made it just in time. the thrill is just juice for my crappy grousing. makes me feel better about my attitude problem with this guy. i gotta be critical on the inappropriate pants height. way too high. just poindexter elevation. just wrong. inappropriate sharing of nonsense.
he picks on other so i in turn pick on him to incur more wrath. then he gets all timid when he talks to me like he is afraid that i do not like him or something. whatever. dudes out of touch.
be a bastard just be right, consistent and faster than us all. don't waver and be feeble in random consistencies. it can be dione but he is not up for the test.
i admit i am not as good as he needs to be but....
compassion for others is not occuring. well i have compassion for those he picks on. i just love fucking with him.
one good thing is that i got to see my friend whose daughter, i recovered her cell phone a couple months back, baked me the raddest homemade chocolate chip cookies EVAR! moist, gooey, overloaded, all butter death to the tongue and they were gone in three hours lovely. so good. i got them in the mail with a piece of bread to keep them moist. such a good idea i never saw that before. i was working eighteen hour days that week. such a juice to my good nature when i was down and tired and dizzy from all the work.
some old friends are out there this week. people from a year or tweo ago i have not seen since. we've been having a goodtime playing the victim and throwing attitude back at the machine. all fun. just a couple more time this year and one.
aloha,
j
made it early to pleasanton. took care of the paperwork for today. the day started good a little social back and forth and then the nonsense started. this dude who is in charge of our group is a little confused. he didn't start the week off with a good impression. let's jst say he was a little to timid. wrong thing for people like us. if we get the smell of victim in our noses we can howl like wolves and roll and squander all the blood and flesh like sharks in a frenzy.
so the week progresses. he is never available when questions need to be answered and then he harps like a crone about things that might have been relevent if he was there. he is also not there when we need someone paying attention before serious mistakes happen. fortunately all involved adjusted the moment and tragedy was averted. now he is up to threats and i just left him with, "you're gonna do what you're gonna do and i am gonna like..." and spun on my heel with a shrug. @ 429pm i was out the door. tomorrow is the last day. i'm cool with that. so i book it back to the city and get off @ harrison @ 515pm. tuck my truck on stenvenson & 2nd, cash aforementioned check, skate to macy's, make it just in time as they shut the line in because the close the PO, the basement, @ 530pm. rent is paid on time via MO once again... i love that i made it just in time. the thrill is just juice for my crappy grousing. makes me feel better about my attitude problem with this guy. i gotta be critical on the inappropriate pants height. way too high. just poindexter elevation. just wrong. inappropriate sharing of nonsense.
he picks on other so i in turn pick on him to incur more wrath. then he gets all timid when he talks to me like he is afraid that i do not like him or something. whatever. dudes out of touch.
be a bastard just be right, consistent and faster than us all. don't waver and be feeble in random consistencies. it can be dione but he is not up for the test.
i admit i am not as good as he needs to be but....
compassion for others is not occuring. well i have compassion for those he picks on. i just love fucking with him.
one good thing is that i got to see my friend whose daughter, i recovered her cell phone a couple months back, baked me the raddest homemade chocolate chip cookies EVAR! moist, gooey, overloaded, all butter death to the tongue and they were gone in three hours lovely. so good. i got them in the mail with a piece of bread to keep them moist. such a good idea i never saw that before. i was working eighteen hour days that week. such a juice to my good nature when i was down and tired and dizzy from all the work.
some old friends are out there this week. people from a year or tweo ago i have not seen since. we've been having a goodtime playing the victim and throwing attitude back at the machine. all fun. just a couple more time this year and one.
aloha,
j