Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes
jervo

When I think about why I hate my job, I think about the endless hours of inactivity, the shitty computers, the exploding toilets, the times when my boss gives me a cupful of pencils to sharpen - but mostly I think about the woman who sits next to me. Today's her first day back from vacation; she took a 2-hour liquid lunch with her boss; she hasn't shut up all day. I've tried to call Kath at work so that she can hear the insane laugh for herself - unfortunately, Kath has work to do. I've been trying to come up with a good acronym for her, so I can quickly reference her for the future. Crazy Insane Laughing Woman is the best I can come up with, which is awful, but I can't allow myself to devote more brainspace to her than absolutely necessary - I'm doing all I can to not walk over to her desk and hit her with my stapler.

I suppose I'll keep a running tab of things I've learned about her, so you can all follow along.

Today, I've learned that:

She recently broke up with a lawyer who "mysteriously was never at his office." She also broke up with a guy who "never got off his boat."

She's currently dating 3 or 4 people.

She was hit on over the weekend by an 18-year-old who told her that he lived with his parents.

She's currently on the phone with her friend who's the singer of a cover band that plays in CT a lot - that band's gigs are where she meets a lot of these men that treat her like shit.

Anybody have any grenades?
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