Beneath the bridge of corporate sighs
so finally..the final third of the trio is posting her foray's into intellectualism, sarcasm and biting wit....we hope. for any poor people that might actually be reading this blog, i hope you are doing it as i am. there should be rules about when you are best able to appreciate us. i tend to prefer the "extending your lunch hour at work by eating at your desk and having many important looking files on your desk open as you write things down hurriedly that are actually alkaline trio lyrics translated into spanish as you actually read this blog. another way to read this blog, and another personal favorite of a few of us here, is after midnight when you have had one or two (or five) too many guinesses, wine spritzers or juiced rootbeer floats and the cellphone and a horrific ex's number is beckoning you....let the fact that we can't get any stop you from getting any......later that day....
as i grow older and at least pretend to mature, i am now fully aware that the vast majority of the worl are idiots. I always recognized the slower kids when i was in elementary school, but i naively assumed that slower kids would catch up. after being in a corporate office for short while, i realize that those dumb ass kids in school merely grew up to be dumbass adults who then proceed to force their dumb-ass-ness on the world. here's a great example; i got an email from an assistant manager from one of our stores (granted he is from texas and i do work for jiffy lube) asking how much vacation time he had left. i can let it slide that it is a well known company fact that vacation starts accruing after 6 months and he just got hired 2 months ago..thats an almost honest mistake. but what is unforgivable is that he spelled manager as "manijor" yes....that is letter for letter what i got on my email. if he was a few letters of i could have written it off as an honest typing mistake, this story is probably full of them, but he spelled it phonetically as i might have done in the early years of my education. there are many other little things that just remind me of the slow drainage of IQ points occuring throughout society , such as when someone is asked of a list employee's for filing W-4 forms, the logical idea would be to give them that list in alphabetical order, but instead i spent 3 hours searching through 10 pages of random names.
i leave you with heather's impression of the day: we are messing with evolution and basic instinct of survival of the fittest. the kid who driks the stuff under the sink is not supposed to have kids. drano is darwin's weeder, disposing of those who possess undesirable characteristics..

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