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I landed a new job today. I was told at lunchtime and had to stifle the urge to do a lap of victory around the office slapping people I hate in the face. Aaah, this feeling of walking away from a shit job that I've been languishing in for four cocking years, she is the brilliance.
Handing in my notice was the single most enjoyably thing I've done all year. In characteristically David Brent-like fashion, my boss looked like he was going to cry and actually requested that I take him with me complaining that all 'his boys' were leaving him. I actually felt quite sorry for him. Salút, ineffectual but supportive manager of mine. You thought you were a tiger, but as it turns out you're more of a puppy.

My copy of Goat arrived today...

Very well done! Here's a general end to languishing!

<Raises brown plastic cup of tea from office vending machine.>

Congratulations, Rimbaud! There are few feelings as giddy as knowing you have an escape route from a horrible job.


My detail? Someone scheduled a meeting, one I can't change, for 1:30 today. The Twins game starts at 1:09 and I was supposed to my girlfriend for lunch to watch a few innings. RAT FARTS!

sparky wrote:Very well done! Here's a general end to languishing!

<Raises brown plastic cup of tea from office vending machine.>

<fills it with scotch>

Rimbaud III wrote:

sparky wrote:Very well done! Here's a general end to languishing!

<Raises brown plastic cup of tea from office vending machine.>

<fills it with scotch>

<downs it with a moist-eyed salút, wanders down across open plan office inspired to spray out sweet yellow juice on boss's floor>

This weekend my band played a couple of shows. At the second one, a friend gave me a "gift" he had been "working on" for some time. I know my friend has recently been buying much video production eqipment/software, so it was no surprise that this "gift" was in the form of a dvd-r.

Oddly enough, he brought his wife to this show. (I've seen her out with him one other time and that was quite a while ago. Years, perhaps.)

I noticed that the writing on the dvd-r was definitlely a woman's handwriting and was even more intrigued by what this meant. For the record, the writing on the disc contained a song title of ours and the letters "xxx" with a little girly smiley-face.

When I got home, I realized that my friend and his wife had made a relatively high-quality pornographic movie to a song written by the band I'm in.

I was (and still am) struck speechless.

Whoa.


I can't even conceive of one of my buddies allowing me access to photos of his naked wife, let alone video of her and, most disturbingly, HIM doing the bad thing. WTF?

Do you think this is going to be followed up with an invitation to view it together? The next time you visit them, there might be a bowl for house keys on the coffee table.

Rimbaud III wrote:

sparky wrote:Very well done! Here's a general end to languishing!

<Raises brown plastic cup of tea from office vending machine.>

<fills it with scotch>

Well played M. le Third!

Yeah, well done Rimbaud. I'm hoping to do the same very soon, I'm fucking sick of libraries.