i must say that i feel very alone here in the blogosphere. most of my links are defunct, as about 92% of my friends no longer post, and i feel like the mayor of last-one-standingsville. population, three.
main exports include inane banter, occasional spelling errors, and observations on how you can observe a lot just by watching.
i hate my job and hope i am truly in transit to salarysville, which also goes by the names of suitsville, ninetofivesville, and gold-plated-name-on-my-desk junction. i especially hate my job because of a new sales leadership program, which includes asking if your patient needs a pair of "weekend glasses." what the fuck are "weekend glasses?" next month, they're going to have me inquiring about "sunday morning glasses." when will they understand that not every different activity or time of day requires a whole new eyewear purchase? i also hate that i have to say, "let's go shopping" to my customers, as shopping implies buying more than one item. shopping also implies checking out the competition. finally, i hate that we are in the middle of a remodel. everything is in total disarray. even though i suggested we use "bless this mess," our new sign states, "open during remodel!" silently, i also suggested that the sign read, "closed for store improvements," with a footnote reading "associates still getting paychecks," but i didn't even bother to open my mouth with that one. some people just don't get it.
anyhow, this weekend we go to chris' family reunion. it's in tennessee, making that the second time in under three months that i've been to there. it's a shame, really, that it couldn't have been held in maui. then, two weeks after that, we jet off to los angeles. i will bring my screenplay with and finagle my way into the offices of various agents. then they will say to me, "this isn't a screenplay, it's just a berenstein bears coloring book. and you got their fur color completely wrong." to which i'll respond, "or did i get it more right than it's ever been before, and therefore just blow your mind?"
we'll see.
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