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Wednesday, 22 February 2006 00:00

First time? Start here. Read "The Primer" and follow the link at the end. Chronological order makes more sense for the stories.

Sorry guys I have so many stories that I need to dish out but every day there seems to be something that comes up that just pains me physically.  So I am writing a new one here today while I am at work.  I just have to get it off my chest.  Get what off my chest?  The stupidity, the nuisance, the madness of it all.  Its like most days coming in here.. there is something foul in the air that alters life.  Sure, I deal with rejects outside of work but the sheer number of and the numerous doses I get every hour, on the hour in here at work in comparison, are just off the charts.  Its dumb, truly it is.  Just plain dumb.

I have been sitting here doing my thing, handling business as usual.  Female Boss is in here with me.  She arrived early this morning, on time, quite a change from the normal thus far.  However, my arrival to the edge of madness was right on schedule.  I rarely get a break here, if I could, I would spend hours of work just writing stories of the trivial things that happen but alas I cannot.

I marked the start time when this started happening.  Female Boss starts asking questions out loud.. to no one.. I am the only person in the room.. I assume she is talking to me but I do not answer.  Not a one.  The questions are procedural questions about the clients we deal with, the type of things that I would have no clue of what the answer would be.  Questions on how they file or document each of our dealings with them.  Insane shit.  This went on for 37 minutes.  When I say 37 minutes I am not talking about a question per few minutes.  I am talking like a normal conversation.  Literally about 200 sentences and questions were uttered by Female Boss within this time frame.  Comments included in that total.  Surreal.

I just don't understand, if no one is answering you or even acknowledging your words why would you continue to speak?  Why not clam the fuck up and keep the thoughts and shit inside your own head?  Northe isn't gonna answer you, crazy lady, comprende?  Shut the fuck up and handle your business!  Leave my 3 foot radius of sanity unscathed.  I beg of you.