Just rather blasé tonight. Work was ok, a glitch here, and a glitch there. Nothing to really get upset about. Raige Piney proved herself to be schmuck supreme. She had scheduled a meeting, sent an email this morning saying that she was sick. I emailed back asking who was going to run the meeting since she’d be out, and about two hours later she responded saying the meeting had been cancelled. Well I had a nice lunch thanks to her being so late in responding, no one was able to cancel the order. A chicken cutlet sandwich at 11:30 hit the spot this morning.

I had a sit down with Monica, the new Human Resources director straight from the United Kingdom. Monica is nice, soft spoken. She’s been having sit downs with most everyone in the office and today it was my turn. We sat at my desk for about 15 minutes and she asked me how I was doing, and what I thought of the company. I told her my experiences since April and how cold these people are, not warm and not really friendly. She mentioned a British phrase, Queer as Folk. I asked if it had anything to do with the TV show, but she had never heard of it. She explained that it meant basically that ‘people are strange’.

I told her about Felicia and my troubles with her and I think everyone had something to say about Felicia, except for Felicia. When she asked what I liked about McMann and Tate I just said I like helping people and I like working behind the scenes and that being a people person I could talk to the owner of the company and the messenger that runs around town. I don’t think that qualifies on what I liked about the company. I mentioned that I’ve gone out of my way to be more warm and welcoming to the people that started after me since no one else seems willing to put that hand out.

I walked around for about a half hour this afternoon, sitting in relative sun and shade on a bench on Sixth Avenue, drinking some Arizona diet iced tea and reading the latest Uncut magazine from England. I didn’t buy it the when I first saw it the other day since Oasis was on the cover and I’m not too fond of those Gallagher boys. It was a lovely day, just sitting there leafing through the magazine, reading about Bob Dylan’s influences on his latest record, ‘Modern Times’. Cole Porter, Muddy Waters, Merle Haggard are just some of the names connected to various songs.

I couldn’t get too much into the article since I did have to go back to the office. It’s odd being alone most of the time at work. The only time I ever really spend anytime with anyone in a relaxed environment is when I walk with Amiable Alan to get salads around the block. Not like back at Wanker Banker when there was always someone, one of the guys from IT to go get some lunch with. That was then and this is now and here is where I’m at. Oh well, guess I’ve got to adapt.