...you'll notice a recent change in contributory frequency. i'd like to dedicated this piece to all the a-holes, 'swipes, dorks, dopes, dimwits, slackers, bums, 'tardlards and dipalongs that i've had the misfortune to work amongst, for or alongside. generally speaking i am a dedicated contributor to most workforce endeavors. when disgruntled, i tend to become distinctly inefficient, but i avoid being placed in such positions as much as possible. how? i'll get into that either later or at some other time. anyways, back to the topic at hand. just to K.I.S.S. i will refer to these people collectively as dumbasses. why, you may ask, am i trippin'? i just had a run in with one this past weekend at the gig. as a result, i ended up working 36 hours over a 96 hour period with about 11 hours sleep. this bullshit could have been avoided, but it was not. this nut decided "hey, i won't come to work and this guy will get stuck covering my ass!" yeah fucking great. as a result of this significant lack of co-worker consideration, i had to spend my Saturday as a zombie. if i was a bachelor then hey it'd be cool i guess, but i'm not. i've got a family with whom i desire to interact with some consciousness and coherence. as a result of this co-worker indiscretion, i was in and out of consciousness instead of being my usual playful self. some people ought to just not be allowed around other humans. not that they should die or anything, but they should be isolated. i'm not talking prison either. just put that ass in a dark room w/no food, water, lights or facilities and a tape of Tom Jones, Lawrence Welk, Englebert Humperdink and Barry Manilow doing covers of Jay-Z, Eminem, 50 Cent, DMX, Tupac, Ja Rule and Biggie playing on a continuous loop for a few days. HA! HA!
just a special little F-U-C-K Y-O-U! to my wonderful former co-workers who have committed such indiscretions...
on that note, USPS management can kiss my whole entire ass. i'll detail this story some other time. mad props to the letter carriers. those cats have a helluva gig. i did it for 3 months and it sucked. i don't care how much you pay me, if i don't have my sanity, i can't buy that shit back once i lose it. yeahba!
make like a crash dummy w/o a seatbelt in a head on collision...
PEACE
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