Shit before the shovelMonday
July 7, 1997
St Kilda East.I got the job last week. I started today. The other "incumbent" is a dead loss. He reports to me, as an assistant like, but I didn't see him for more than 5 minutes today. Our mail person and the incumbent are the best of friends. Go to the footy together, get drunk after work, shit and shovel. Drive me crazy after one day. At least Carole noticed, in between arranging her little Christians having Christmas in July dinner and dance for 40 of her closest parishioners, that is.
Then we have the old work collegue who didn't get the job, but was asked if she wanted to finish the week in the department, and work this week as well if she wanted it. Well she turned up for one day, went home after 3 hours. She called in today, and told our boss that the doctor told her to stay home for three weeks, other wise she would have a nervous breakdown.There's a girl in my office, painfully thin, and living on a diet of cigarettes and water. I sit near her, and chat during the day, she's a real sweetie, kind and genuine, just obsessed I suppose. Today she went out to McDonald's and ate 2 cheeseburgers, 6 nuggets, large fries, a chocolate milkshake and a box of cookies. She could hardly move when she came back from lunch, and then she spent 25 minutes in the ladies room. I just wish she wasn't so angry at herself, so hateful of her body and mind. She is so slim, and unwell, I just wish she could be happy.
Anyway. I bought a new modem, and it's causing me grief. Not fast enough, dropping out, and just not being fast damnit!
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