She’s had a Yom Kippur dinner to attend, doctor’s appointments and tests, and today was the fact that her brother was in town for a few hours, so she had to leave early. I wrote that last night. This morning’s text message was at 8:03 this morning, ‘Patrick threw his back out. Been up all night. Taking him 2 er at VA hospital. Call u in a bit.’ She never called. I was getting used to the idea that Felicia wasn’t coming in. Then at 11:09, Felicia sends another text, ‘Steve is coming 2 relieve me in about an hour. Oy vey! Hate the hospital.’

Call me cynical but I think she was up all night, partying and tootin’ up a storm, finally realizing that she has to go to work and she’s still fucked up and needs to get at least a few hours and attempted sleep, laying there twitching and breathing through her mouth because her nostrils are so clogged. I know of what I speak, because that resembled me and some friends a long time ago. I can see right through it. Once again, the bigger, more outlandish the lie, the more people will believe it.

At 12:26 another text stating she was on her way. She’s truly an abrasive character, reminds me of certain Sher. Susan Sher. Turnabout is fair play and since Susan has talked trash about me in the past, I feel justified in mentioning her here. Felicia and Susan are so much alike, except that Felicia is taller and Susan is known by some as ‘the Tiny Terror’. But I will say, to her credit, Susan has heart and a very strong work ethic. Can party like Satan, but she’ll show up at work on time the next day. Felicia just pissed me off so much by showing up. I think I would’ve had a better day if she never came in. I do think she might have a clue that I’m onto her.

I’m not a mercenary, I’m just hoping she’ll cut me some slack, but if I’m right and she’s wired for sound, then it’s all about her. Like I said, I know of what I speak. If she plays her cards right, she’ll find out. I’m trying not to sound sanctimonious here for if it wasn’t affecting me I really wouldn’t care. But it is affecting me. Crazy white chicks on coke!

Other than work that’s about all that happened. It was very cold out today, a very cold wind on the streets of Soho. I’m writing on Bill’s desktop Mac. I like the big screen and the pretty colors. And the speakers are better. The pc is gathering dust, which is bumming me out. Hopefully Bill will do some work on it this weekend. Not much else planned for tonight or the weekend. I do have Monday off and I do plan to have a better attitude towards work once again. There are some really good people there, but there is the thorn beneath the roses.

Had some crazy ass dreams that as much as I could remember, entailed me being chased through the Bronx (?) by Irish immigrants. A lot of running and hiding from red headed women, and men in flannel shirts. They were out to get me for some reason. It was the last dream before waking and I was exhausted from all that running. Bill was getting ready for work when I got out of bed and got into the shower. Coffee, cereal, email and I was out the door once again, heading downstairs, carrying papers to be recycled.

I was fairly ambivalent heading to work. Just so blah lately. Almost depressed. It was the usual crowd on the Path today and I just played Burning Spear ‘Marcus Garvey’ and it’s Dub companion, ‘Garvey’s Ghost’. Been playing some old school Dub sides lately. Feels good, all I need is a spliff. Forget about it being 7:30 in the morning. I have done the shake and bake before. Just haven’t in a while. A very long while. But not having access to all the supplies, it’s a pipe dream. Or a bowl dream, though at that moment I’d settle for a roach.

But it wasn’t to be. Da Rasta has been vacationing. ‘Notin’ bad happen mon, just needed some time off my brother’ he said. So a visit to the land of the Red, Gold and Green is on the horizon. I play my cards right, I won’t be chased by any Irish immigrants, or at least, won’t remember being chased, much like I can’t remember being chaste. (Rim shot!) It was very busy at the office and I wasn’t in much of a mood for anything, and all I had in front of me was everything.

There was a client who I personally don’t like but he’ll never know that. I think he’s an arrogant jerk, and that might be something he does know. I had a lot of running around, many things to do and then there was the presence of Felicia. She’s been really something else lately. She rubs a lot of people the wrong way, and just has been taking a lot of time off, leaving the office early. I know I did it on Tuesday, but I was actually sick.

She’s had a Yom Kippur dinner to attend, doctor’s appointments and tests, and today was the fact that her brother was in town for a few hours, so she had to leave early. If I were on salary, perhaps I’d do the same if I had the opportunity. She’s a force to be reckoned with and when she’s not there the tension decreases and I’m sure it gets noticed.

But if she leaves or gets let go, it’s possible that the person that comes in after her could be worse. I don’t think they’ll make me the offer and I’m cool with it. It would be a change that’s for sure.

I cheered myself up on the way home, playing the Beatles on the Path train. Made it that much more bearable.