Sunday, August 24, 2008

al bundy

oh al...as peg would say in a shrill tone. i feel your dolor exquisite, a biting pain know by service industriers around the world. temporary menial jobs. droning day in and day out. for lack of anything better to do.

ha! had to stop there because i was writing this at work and someone came out from the back.

las vegas is a service town. like honolulu. tourism is the main commodity. i was talking to my bro about crappy bosses, a common thing here. you know why? to get ahead here in legit jobs, management etc, i'll tell you the secret and what they look for. douchebagginess. if you're a douche, you qualify getting ahead here. once you become a fake, lame chauncey, you're ready for that promotion!

his bosses name is matt, who's portly, so he calls him fat matt in his head. he was questioning if he should have punched him, but i told him, it was a good idea he didn't (uh, yeah). it's unusual seeing him riled up, as he's a stoner.

at the same time, i wanna clock my "boss" too, but that's a thinly veiled secret. her work is horrible. she's fleecing the company because she's salary, but always makes excuses coming late and leaving early. that's just one example of the immense bs she puts us through. she's always sick (sick=hungover). i just can't be fake and smile in her face, so it's hindering me.

this job has served up much humble pie. blarney stone. the meek shall inherit the earth. meek?

just waiting for tyler durden to unite us menial drones...

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