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12:07 p.m. - 10-24-2003
Viagra, Breasts and a bigger penis.
"Those can't be real!"

Howdy, y'all! Sorry I haven't updated sooner, but I've been pretty busy. I've been trying to decide if I want to "add 3 inches to my third leg", "naturally increase my breast size" or if I want to be able to "stay hard for 72 hours". I tell ya, this spam mail is so damn tempting, innit? And with all of the great offers I can get for Viagra, both the original and the "all natural" kind, man, I could open my own damn libido pharmacy. Keep the entire state of Florida screwing away for months. Not like they're doing anything else constructive with their time.

So, you expected it so you're going to get it. It's time for another work rant. Hey! You! With the glasses, sit your ass back down. I'll try to keep it short. Anyway...my "team" at work is getting smaller. We started out with something like 15-18 people. Two others and I were the "newbies". One of them, Angelita, I really hit it off with (and not just because she was really cute). She was very nice, very smart and was fun to talk to. The other one was this prick from Jersey named David who thought he knew everything there was to know about computers. What was worse was that he thought you really wanted him to tell you about it. Anyway, Dave quit because of some illness or something. I was half listening as he rambled on and on and on about. Hey, I was also on a 25 minute call with someone and I had no idea what their problem was. Angelita is gone as well, but that's the story that sucks.

Angelita is of Phillipino descent but she came to Florida from Canada (all I can think of is...WHY?). Anyway, she had been borrowing a relatives car and wanted to go back to Canada to get her car. Problem is, since she's a newbie and we've only been there 2 weeks, she didn't have any vacation time and they wouldn't help her out by giving her some time off. So, after work one day, she takes off to Canada to get her car. After driving for something like 5 days straight, she gets back to Florida on a Tuesday. She had missed Sunday and Monday. She calls in, talks to the floor manager and says, "I made it back from Canada, I'm coming to work today." The floor manager just tells her, "No, you're not." and they fired her. That just totally sucks. If anyone deserved a second chance, it was her.

And the fun doesn't stop. After having the seating rearranged, I was moved closer to our Team Leader as were some more newbies who came in about 3 weeks after me. There were about 5 of them. Our team is now like 20 people or so. Anyway, one of the new guys, Robert, sat behind me. He and I would talk when it was slow and he was saying that he's already got another job lined up. I was a bit jealous because I've been looking as well, but no luck. Anyway, Wednesday, at 2:00, without warning, Robert packs his shit up, turns in his headset and ID badge and walks out of the building. He just quit. He'd had enough. I so wanted to do the same thing, but images of my kids and my wife popped into my head so I just put my headset back on and slunk back into my chair like a good little pussy and continued working. I did, however, give Robert my name and phone numbers because he may be able to hook me up with a job where he's going. Have to wait and see. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

Well, I said I'd try to keep it short but that's like me trying not to breathe. I'm a talker, deal with it. Anyway, it's time to go. Got some errands to run. Crimson Skies: High Road to Revenge is out for the Xbox and I've got a copy reserved. Gonna go pick it up today. I'm all warm and fuzzy inside. Plus, we need to clean this house up. My father finally got the title for our "new" car and is bringing it down next Wednesday. It's a 1985 Chevy Caprice Classic. Yes, it's old, but the guy who had it was 95+ years old, didn't drive it that much and took great care of it. The most important part? It was FREE!! We've really needed a second car and now we have it. It's ok. You can cheer, we have been.

Anyway, got to get going. My stomach is rumbling like Mt. Vesuvius and it's drawing closer to time to go and get MonkeyBoy (who, by the way, has gotten his cast off) at school. Catch you all next entry.

Da 'Bear

 

 

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