Paper and Iron

Ohhh guess who’s pissed off? It’s me! I’m pissed off! At the world, at the idiots that run the company I work for, you name it and I’ll put it on the list. Things that cause strokes? On it! Things that cause seizures in 85 year old men? On the list. No golden handshake for me today. No, ‘hey we just wanted to turn your low blood pressure into high blood pressure! Here’s a couple of thousand dollars! Go crazy! Merry Christmas you atheist bastard!”

No, that didn’t happen. Luckily for me the chip on my shoulder matched what I was wearing. The icing on the cake was when Vivek, spoiled brat that he is, took me aside and said, ‘see me before you go.’ That was at 4:15. I didn’t know what to expect, perhaps a talking to on my crap attitude, perhaps a check, perhaps a call to security to escort me out of the building. At 5:45 I finally got tired of waiting for his ass, figuring 90 minutes was enough waiting time, I knocked on the door of the office he was sitting in. Vivek turns away from the two people he was chatting with, ‘You’re leaving? Have a happy holiday.’ That’s it. Waited and wasted 90 minutes of my life that I’ll never see again.

Which made the commute home that much more irritating since there were more commuters and tourists in my way towards the bus terminal. More happy people having good times, celebrating their bonuses, Santa hats aloft. I hate those people. I used to be one of those people but it was actually years ago. I work for people that make six figure salaries who have no idea how difficult things could be at this time of year, or actually anytime of year. Tom Chin, Greg Stevens, Vivek Lampshadian all fall into that category.

I could have used the money that Greg mentioned that I would get paid for his party before deciding that I wouldn’t be needed for the party, and now this bullshit of waiting for the bonus until springtime maybe. Already I’ve started looking at new jobs, since I still get email from Monster.com, I looked. There are choices out there just waiting to be looked at. Too bad it’s come to this but hopefully I’ll be gone this time next year from BI-BOI. Nothing but hard feelings. So no new iPod liked I hoped. I know, boo hoo. If I had something lined up I’d be so out of there.

Why not? Seems to be the thing that I do, at least the thing that I did last year, and I didn’t get a bonus then either. Been a few years since I got a bonus so maybe this is the way of the future and perhaps I should accept this fact. I just feel like punching people out. I came thisclose to getting clipped by a messenger who ran a red light on his bike. He should have hit me, I would have crippled him. I’ve gotten hit by bicycle riders before and they’re the ones who get fucked up along with their bike. Yeah that sums up my holiday spirit right now.

Two more things that are pissing me off right now, before I forget. I ordered a gift card for my nephew Brian for the holiday from PacSun on 12/14. It’s 12/20 today, no sign of it being received and PacSun says it could take 12 to 15 days for it to arrive so that means, I’ll have to give the kid a check since he can’t be trusted with cash. No really, he can’t. Major drama there. And also a package was delivered via FedEx ground and I didn’t sign for it. I don’t know who it’s from but I think it may be Billie in DC. Unfortunately the person who signed for it doesn’t live here in this building officially, she’s subletting from someone on the first floor. I left a message the other day but no response, FedEx says it was signed by Katie in apartment 5L. I’m in 5L and we don’t have any Katie’s here. So I’ve filed a claim. We’ll see what happens next won’t we?

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