July 13, 1999 |
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Why is it so cool to know the secretary's name? But it is cool, isn't it? I know that Nadine was a bitch with a beak, but it was cool ordering her around. Nadine, get us a pizza. Nadine, where is the key to the office down the street? Nadine, can you bring me Martin Lorenzo's head on a tray? Yeah. Nadine was a cunt, but those are the best secretaries to pee on. The secretary at Company H though, is this lady in her late 50s. She has a nervous laugh and her name is Dotty. She would look like one of those caring old house maids from a Disney movie. Yeah. Dotty looks like the maid in the 101 Dalmatians. That's the secretary at Company H. Dotty has to unlock the door for me from a button under her desk. It makes a buzzing noise, so it sounds really techy- like an office building would. If she doesn't buzz me in, then I have to digress and use the building key to buzz myself in. But only nobodies have to buzz yourself in. But Dotty knows me by name, and I don't have to show her my ID like the nobody visitors. I think even contract people need to buzz themselves in. Losers. And just to show off how cocky I am that I am a REAL employee and not some NOBODY visitor or contract artist, I philosophize this Dotty as she's buzzing me through. "Wish I didn't have to work. The weather is too good." Dotty laughs nervously at her desk and says something like. "Yeah, have a nice day." And I lost my point. Oh yeah. The point is, I talk nothing with her just because I am showing off to the people waiting for their interview in the lobby. I bet they're thinking: Damn, look how happy THAT employee is. She's important. I wish I was a game artist." And 9 times out of 10 they aren't even going to get hired after all. So they can just KISS MY PUSSY. So my gloating in front of them is merely to stroke my own ego.Ahhhhh. Yeahhhhhhh. Feels so good to be better than other people. *stroke, stroke* |
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